Did I forget self satisfactory smiles?

Lingers

"The lingering smile that wasn't meant for the stranger you happened to accidently make eye contact with"

Seriously good and bad consequences to this one. I don't mind too much when it's a gentle appreciative smile (to someone's comment not to stranger) but every now and then some poor stranger will get the manical grin of utter hilarity.

Engert

"Engert the mysterious passerby. You may not see him but chance provides his purposeful gait as a background everytime something rather important happens in public."

Ignomo

I've got a real backlog of these, so bear with me.

"Ignomo the private. The most fearsome pirate in the world. He'll attack and before you can say 'arr' he's given you purple hair.

I mean, I love purple hair as much as the next person, but, well maybe I didn't want purple hair, s'al!"

Drafts, my most gentlemenly of saviours

When waiting alone for lecture, tutorial or workshop, or happening past a scene I don't particularly want to be seen as watching, out will come The Phone. As a member of gen Y this is but a natural and easy response to say "hey, yes I am alone. But no! I defy you to say I'm really alone! How can I be alone when I am obviously in commuinication with a number of friends?" Which translates to a reality for me meaning that as a result of not wanting to waste credit or wear thin the patience of friends, out comes the draft text message.

Cue the aforementioned "the grout" which happens to be an old friend of the dear draft text.

Or, after following somone for five minutes - who fortuously happened to be going to the exact same place as me - this gem of ennui

"Sheep have a surprisingly enviable time of it, really."

What can I say, I was feeling rather sheep-like. And, to tell you the truth, in the sleep ridden stupor that I was occuping, mindless following was actually pretty damn good.

I have a nice feeling that this wont be the end of the draft text message, at all.

The Grout Series

A compliment to an earlier bathroom series...

Written somewhere on the walls in the girls bathroom in Shorland Hub, Newcastle University:

"et tu groutus?"
"I grout therefore I am"
"Oscar the grout"
"The grouts of wrath"
"To grout or not to grout, that is the question."

... I leave it up to you to decide where these philisophical statements were located.

My Dear, it was but too lovely.

As most would be able to guess. Spare time arrived. Was greeted warmly, and then enjoyed in complete ignorance of this most lovely of spaces.
But hey! I'm meant to have loads of time now. Aren't I?

Hmmm