there is a construction site across the road and now that it is the holidays there is full-scale work going on. all morning there was heavy drillling and it woke me up at 8. pulled pillows and blankets above head and tried to go back to sleep, but the drilling still filtered through. and the pounding was the other reason i couldn't sleep. even though it is across the road, the work makes this building shake. feel like i'm in a cartoon where cause and effect are instantaneous, exaggerated and vivid. pound! shudder! pound! shudder! if the building collapses in accordance to narrative logic i wouldn't be in the least surprised. managed to doze off a little then woke up again at 10 when katharine called. if i get through this she is another person who needs a shrine built to. i think i might get some breakfast if i can, and then go over to garden street for the rest of the day and take my work over there. at least it would be quiet. and there is the chocolate brioche, if i can make myself eat it.