Backlog Post

I am the most single person ever...check out my groceries the other night...the only thing missing is cat food and if i had a goddamn place to keep a cat besides my suitcase damn right i would have one and i would have been buying it food at tescos. (n.b. see that arm...yeah...that totally belongs to the tesco lady with the beard yo! Whoah! I know...obvs i couldn’t snap her whole picture – beard and all....but...for the record...that is her!)

House hunting sucks – have i mentioned this? If I have to see another ex-council flat I WILL slit my wrists – at least then i wont have to find a place to live – then they just put you in the ground ya.

There is this funny phenomenon around 5pm when every pub you walk by is filled to the gills with people having drinks...but about 2 hours later they are empty...I never understood this UNTIL TODAY when i tried to take the tube between 5 and 6....it’s INSANE! No wonder people hide near their works drinking until the chaos dies down....it’s like 2 phases of going home-ness! Regardless tho the tube is madness between 5 and 6 – people all crammed together in the most ridiculous way possible – to the point that people are actually step up onto the tube but THEIR WHOLE BODY is like outside of the tube until the curved doors close around them like a cocoon!!! :O :O scarytimes is that one day....this might be me :O :O

This whole dealio of course makes the tube like superpacked...and the other day i noticed that...unlike the Toronto TTC, the tube tunnels through which the tube travels are just about tube sized...meaning...in the event of an emergency...you can’t like pry open the doors of your carriage and step out into the safe air of the tunnel...no no...you pry open your carriage doors here and all you will get is a blank wall of...wall....like a trapped rat...things like that can make a girl claustrophobic yo.

Hence my love of buses...it all began about a week ago when i met up with lexi and she showed me the beauty of the bus – 90p and you get to travel about in the open air and see where exactly you’re actually going...granted around rush hour the buses are...how do you say...super slow...BUT! othertimes they are superfun! So i have been bussing it home fairly often when i have time to sit and contemplate in lieu of tubing (cheaper and less claustrophobic) also the source of fun discoveries like the umbrella store on high holborne street