Yesterday was extraordinarily kind to me. Mostly because the previous night I spent in bed, slightly teary-eyed. Despite this, I had the best sleep I've had in a very long time. It didn't begin in a promising fashion (shared frustration over the text that was to be analysed) but there was glorious swimming, wonderful spontaneity and oodles of laughter that punctuated throughout the day.

Me and Nudzejma are to produce a type of presentation for our Studio Theory class. It started off with good intentions, shooting some footage of a potential idea but then it somehow (and perhaps predictably) became an excuse to clown around. I adopted the role of a cannibalistic murder who was giving testimony of the reasons why I chopped up my lover into a thousand pieces while Miki interviewed me. It sounds grotesque and exceedingly morbid but we kept up the act and it was entertaining to say the least.