Serving Refreshment to the New World Order

Working hospitality at a central London University I came across this.
I used to read about the New World Order on conspiracy sites.
Now I serve them light refreshments.
Whats next for Europe?
Nibbles?

 'They' wear office casual.

I wear black trousers, black shirt and black shoes. All black. The uniform of the witch. (Blue gloves are optional)

I'm one of those people you see carting round a trolly full of plates. We are faceless.

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The Life of the Nomad (15 minute break)

Raison D'être

Dunno why we do it

Dribkenness

I think I maybe leading one of those lives, witjoit thr media atención or The rock n rollo hype but I am. This, dear reader is. What a drunken blog looks likec , thank goodness for predictive text

The regenerative powers of sleep

Sleep brings the end of a DDDay, set it forward, fight the urge to obsessively collage on the phone

DD hit

No sooner had I written a piece on how I was feeling latte, I hit a double depresso day: an entire day of lying down, listening to an audio book on brain synapses and pic modifying on iPhone ; Arrrgh

Unexpected Item

https://soundcloud.com/daemonitron/unexpecteditem
[best listened to on repeat]

:(

[On duty at Kings College catering department]

LATTE

Yes, that is exactly how I'm feeling. Latte.

Not double depresso, latte.

Which is to say I'm not wallowing in a self assembled mountain of despair double depresso style, but rather I'm at a lull. 

Ok, so I am going to the occasional opening, and I'm planning these art works in my head, and there's the mammoth task of taking hold of my diary my emails my files, or the database of all my possessions. There's also this blog; but on the whole, there's a lot more I could/should be doing.

Like looking for jobs or residencies or apply to competitions, erm, the more  I think about it the less I do, so I'll just stare at the ceiling some more.

And that's what it means to be latte.

Spirals of Descent (2012)

[Danish pastry stains on tissue paper, cardboard box. Documented 6:30AM on duty at Deuche Bank catering department.]
Spiraling down into the vortex.

What Have I Done With My Life Part 2 (2013)

[Filmed on duty at the European Medical Agency catering department, Canary Wharf.]
[Filmed in amazing 'sideways vision']

What Have I Done With My Life Part 1 (2013)

[Film on duty at the catering department of The Guardian Newspaper offices in Kings Cross.]

Double Depresso

As befits its original moment of creation (by me, obvs), the above acquires its full significance when wailed in a plaintive voice, syllable per syllable, with emphasis on the second and fourth:
I'm DOUBLE dePRESso, the last syllable maybe lengthened if the required level of attention is not reached.