Four favourite things to do on a weekend:
What's a weekend? Oh, yeah. I remember. It's that thing where Saturday and Sunday are different to the rest of the week because you don't work on them. I'll base it on a 'rotation-end'. Get a big pile of books and work through them with snacks, a rug and lots of coffee. Go op-shopping. Sleep and sleep and sleep until my pillows are flat. Have 'eat-whatever-you-want-day'.
Four favourite things about your best friend:
She's funny. She thinks I am funny. We have an amazing and rich history. We 'get' each other, and what we don't get, we don't critisise (much). Lots more stuff too.
Four things you would do with a hundred grand:
Upgrade my upcoming flights to business class. Give five grand each to my parents, siblings and besties. Get super sensible and put some aside for a deposit on a house with a walk-in wardrobe. Maybe, maybe, but not by any means definitely, get a car. Would I? Do I really need one? Maybe I'll just get the boy his Rolex instead.
Four favourite books you've ever read:
The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
Four Letters of Love by Niall Williams
Anything by Haruki Murakumi (as in anything he writes, not an obscure unknown novel of his by the name of Anything)
The Shipping News by E Annie Proulx
(I feel dirty for all the amazing texts I have left off this too restrictive list, but I will stick to the brief and try not to cry about it!)
Four favourite snack foods:
Nachos. Chocolate teddy bear biscuits. Cake—any of the species, I am not fussed. Condensed milk out of the fridge with a teaspoon.
Four things that I must do daily:
Check my stats on Blogger. Fluff all the feathers in my pillows. Drink coffee. Kiss Lolli four thousand times on her head.
Who wore it better?
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