2026/w2

the luckiest rabbit in the world. the bigger the rabbit the luckier the feet. chee party oswald the lucky rabbit.

i am very sorry that the first [chee rabbits] was such a keen disappointment to everyone. hereafter we will aim for a younger character. peppy, alert, saucy and venturesome, keeping [her] neat and trim

yes, a spot of the usual trouble. seboma trouble. good trouble. smiling trouble. blinking in the light type trouble. tap-tap-tap at the bloody window pane type trouble.

oh, but. the week. it started harder than expected. of course my ex wrote an open letter to me on her blog to let me know that she’d moved on. and so i read that and then i got a call from the mexican groceries store to tell me that they were out of the salsa roja. and then i noticed in my e-mails that my landlord has activated a no-fault eviction and i’ll be out at the beginning of march.

this is rather inconvenient. i’d been planning on making huevos divorciados para desayuno de mañana. jajaja. for real though, the timing is quite poor. this apartment is so cheap for the size of it. i have all this furniture. i’m going to belgium at the end of the month, and spain for a week. and the train for 11 hours one time (that part’s going to be wonderful).

so into boxes go my lives again. and how much of this can i commit to the garbage? and why did i buy such a large sofa? everywhere on rightmove (hi, alice) is +50% the price and -50% the size, what on earth is a little rabbit supposed to do? put it all in boxes, have a look. take all this furniture apart.

i finished piranesi. it’s very good. hurt. that scratching on the inside of the skin. you should read it too so i can use it as a metaphor when we are talking.

the biggest life changes are those little things that lower the background radiation of frustation on a permanent basis.

dr basman took me out for a late brunch at the wolsley, smoked salmon and scrambled eggs and a lovely afternoon. the next morning me and lu and mimo went through the foc submissions. afterwards i sent everybody a little e-mail. i am excited about the it.

when i look around this room my heart breaks a little bit. the healthiest portion of my life so far took place in here. the most stable. a couple of relationships. the best music i ever made too. so much of what i am now started between these walls. i’ve been here longer than i’ve been anywhere other than my parents place as a kid. the next chapter is set to be very special, very strange. this winter can hold on to the sentimental bits of 2026. january seems darker and colder than december. take those off the wall. wave goodbye to broken mirrors? one of them came with me all the way from london bridge.

the black square on the bathroom floor tells me i’ve transitioned from the red box with stripes to the mustard section. i don’t think i’ve been in the mustard since 2017. 2026 ain’t ready for this bitch.

what’re we doing after this?