What’s the most bored a person can get before they want to roll over and die???
Manic reading has not been helping. Last finished Nadeem Aslam’s sumptuous if utterly depressing Maps for Lost Lovers. It made me sick for moongh dhal. Boredom has also meant I am... ummm... cooking, which I am not bad at really, just too lazy to do. Craving for patlican has meant my last few meals have all been aubergine based. And I am also making my own masla tea, with aniseed, cinnamon, cardamom, (no ginger, thank you), lots of milk and sugar.
It hasn’t helped much with the insomnia (I am up reading till 4 am most days and I then I wake up at 8 or 9 in the morning again). I haven’t even had much motivation in getting back to Turkish, that language will drive me mad soon, but have pulled a few all nighters studying. I need to pull my socks up. Also for some reason the Turkish embassy has taken to calling me up and telling me about their monthly happenings and inviting me to attend. Strange, in a good way, I suppose.
Current read is Zadie Smith’s White Teeth (I have read her other books...why I didn’t pick up this one, which is really her best I feel, is one of those inexplicable things). It is hilariously funny...only I wish I didn’t feel like one of her loser characters. Sheesh. End whiny pointless post.