Coffee coffee coffee, keep it coming

Hi folks - it's that time of year again! Yep, exam time. Some of you may even be lucky enough to have already finished for the summer, and to those people I say - "What are you doing here?". This is a strictly revision-only zone, no time for frivolities or joviality or japes or capers. That's capers the 'playful skipping movement' not edible capers. Those capers are very welcome.

What have I been doing to inspire such strict motivation? Absolutely nothing - that's the point. Lunchtime revision sessions turn into chain drinking free refills of coffee and gossiping sessions. Early nights turn into stay up til 5am to find out if your best friend has appendicitis nights. Even earlier nights are waylaid by watching trashy trashy programs about girls 'rinsing' gifts from guys. Did anyone else see that?

And then, on Monday evening, tragedy struck. Something happened, something so terrible that even now I find it hard to talk about. I feel like I have lost a little piece of my heart.

I dropped my iPod in the toilet.

Disclaimer: It was a clean toilet, thank you very much.

Without even thinking about it, my hand shot straight in there to rescue it, the kind of mindless act of heroism that I'm sure any mother would do for their child. I rapidly dried it [him?] off, praying to Steve Jobs that everything would turn out alright, and then I buried him in a bowl of rice. Wholegrain rice, because I'm healthy like that.

Two days later, and I'm still waiting it out. Too nervous to turn him back on. In honour of my iPod [after whom this blog is named, of course], here are some more chilled out tunes.

The Oh Hello's - Cold Is The Night
Half Moon Run - Full Circle
Passenger - Things That Stop You Dreaming
Rocky Votolato - Little Spring

In case you haven't realised, I'm being overly dramatic. But still, gutted, eh?

Halt, Tiny Army

I am SO sore. But a good kind of sore - sore from plunging back into what is probably a very irresponsible yoga routine. I have muscles aching where I swear there aren't any - seeing as my exams are in 3 weeks, this worries me. But isn't there something incredibly satisfying about stretching? I used to be able to bend down and touch my head to my knees, and now I'm so inflexible that every time I drop something I'm like eh *picks it up with foot*.

Also, we've been infested with ants in our tiny kitchen in Fife - ants! They've been spotted marching up the stairs to the flat, all of their tiny minds fixated on one thing: my food cupboard. YES, maybe they have excellent taste, for ants, but my tiny marshmallows are for me, ants. Me. What am I to do with my nightly hot chocolate now? Use REGULAR size marshmallows? I think not!

Old pictures but new tunes, folks - I've got a tonne of new music coming your way, so keep your eyes peeled.

The Spinto Band - Take It
Delta Spirit - California
San Cisco - Awkward

Hello again, hello

Hello! What a month or so it's been. I've been in charge of the costume department for a musical [which went exceedingly well, photos perhaps to come], learning psychiatry in the depths of Scotland and I've somehow managed to drive over 500 miles in my car. Pheww. I also managed to park in completely the wrong place and get my car towed - goodbye £180. 

However, I've also managed to gain a beautiful bike, complete with wicker basket, for the full dickhead look, a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and been persuaded back to the blogosphere by a couple of lovely emails from followers [Hi, Bea and Casey!]. 

I've successfully traversed my way through vaginas and babies, although there was an awkward spot where a woman actually getting a baby ripped out of her kept maintaining eye contact with me, while I desperately tried to keep my "Oh shit they're actually cutting your hooha right in front of me this is terrible I'm never having children" look from off my face.

And now I'm spending all my time in what is known as 'The Kingdom of Fife', feeling like I'm in a horror movie as I drive around a converted lunatic asylum, while mental patients wander around willy-nilly. Although one did tell me she liked my glasses. Win?

All of these photos are from my instagram - I'm @1girlandheripod, just like twitter

Here's what I've been listening to on my many, many car journeys:

Iwan Rheon - Changing Times

Ben Howard - The Wolves

Rogue Wave - This Too Shall Pass

Sniffy Dog - Little Boxes