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Saturday, 27 September 2008

 

After having lied on a form at registration I’m having to learn the Hiragana ‘alphabet’ over the weekend. Srsly. Dnt do it. It’s blagging books I haven’t read in high school reading group all over again. Really, history does repeat. Hnst.

Had a loltastic evening catching up with King Fan in Giraffe. Apart from the cretinous animal children from hell. “Contraception, not diamonds should be a girls best friend!” Nice.
A picture is worth a 1000 words really. I think this was taken seconds before one of the children tripped over a bag and face planted on a concrete floor. Karma.

Also black&white is the new colour and compact is the new slr. Thus my latest time wasting thing is taking compact b&w pictures around London.
No more colour…

And the aim of this great new undertaking? Nothing. How long will it last? Until I get bored.

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Thursday, 25 September 2008

I boarded the national express to London only to find that it was God’s waiting room, or rather the non stop shuttle bus to the aforementioned location. Luckily team grey hair hopped (read: hobbled) off at Birmingham. Probably for a funeral convention or something. 

Upon arrival in SW1 I splatted from one side of taxi to the other as it braked at light speed and then got lost, lost with the aid of sat nav. Luckily for me I’m able to count so I went on my merry way some £25 lighter.

Just when I thought my day could get no more immense than this I discovered that I now live by the Bangladeshi community centre, a Tesco with a self service machine that raps (“change is dispensed below the screen, ch ch ch change is di di dispensed below the screen,”) and a majorly hot levi’s poster.

Sweet.

At least the view isn’t of a brick wall. Such a shame, I was so looking forward to my soul being destroyed. Darn it.

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