Productive day
I've had a productive day.
Basically I decided to give my To Do list an enema: get all the shit I've been putting off out of the way.
And I don't think that I've done too badly.
Today I have:
Paid my rent
Got a new travelcard
Put some film in to be developed (picking it up on Saturday)
Went to the back to 1) put in a cheque Dad gave me 2) check my account for irregularities 3) update my address 4) get the account out of the red
Returned a Library book to the Letonstone Library
Gotten more Phone Credit
Bought more Razors
Bought 2000AD and Kerrang (to be fair, I do that every Wednesday)
And even gone to the MacShop to check out the prices for Freehand and for a padded sock for my Laptop, so that I can go to Starbucks and Blog from there.
Bonus: yesterday I bought an A3 pad from WH Smith, and today I bought couple of Graphite Sticks to go with it. And I bought a KMFDM ticket, since they are playing here in London on my Birthday this year.
There is still stuff I really should do, and I might have spent a little too much money in the process of doing it all but I am feeling good that I left the flat with a list and I have crossed off all the items in one day, as opposed to five days later, as is my norm.
Tonight I celebrate, possibly with a Steak Dinner, or with Pasta, but I will be watching Lost. Yay.
As was promised: Blogging Yesterday's Blog Today, as Yesterday Today was Tomorrow and Tomorrow was Today:
I can't actually remember what I did yesterday... I think I faffed around too long, and when I finally got to Stratford to pay my rent the back was closed... So I went to WH Smith, looked at Tattoo mags and bought some A3 Sketch Paper instead, determined not to go to Life Drawing Class with just a pissy little A4 pad Again.
Then I took the tube to... somewhere. Tottenham Court Road, I think. I know that I wanted to ride around a little, since it was the last day left on my then current travelcard on my Oystercard.
I got to Tottenham Court Road, rode up the Northern line to Leicester Square, Decided to buy a ticket to the Island, saw that I had missed the 1835 session for the Island and bought one for the 2135 for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory instead. That can't have been all... I must have done something else...
Anways, I took the tube back to Tottenham Court Road to blog at the Easy Everything for half an hour before tubing back to Leicester Square and zipping up to the movie theatre. Unfortunately relieving a brutally full bladder meant that I missed the first three or four minutes of the opening credits. But the movie was cool.
Tim Burton definitely did a great job directing (apart from the oompa loompa, who left me a tad cold... the best thing about him was the songs, and they were all written, arranged and performed by the Great Danny Elfman (lyrics by Roald Dahl)).
I did spend the first half of the movie thinking to myself how it was all a grand statement about the Fascism of the Modern Industry, the emptiness of Consumerism and the like. But I spent the second half of the movie thinking: Johnny Depp is Cool!
After the movie I jumped on the tube home, dropped my bags at the flat and took a bus to Tescos. At tescos I picked up some more peaches and current buns, as well as garbage bags (we were all out somehow).
Back home and I watched Midnight Cowboy before trying to sleep for a couple of hours. Still, the nights are getting longer, so now I might find it easier to sleep with the curtains open because the sun won't come streaming in at four in the morning (I still hate sunlight, and there is still to much of it even in an English Summer).
Since Gus called me up the other day and told me that my Blog is Really Funny, from time to time I have been feeling a pressure to be funny in my posting. To be truthful, I don't really set out to make this a funny blog, it's just that funny stuff happens, or I see something in a funny way, or I relate it in a way that becomes funny.
Of course, when I start to worry about it too much a little voice inside me screams 'It's just a BLOG! Stop being such an Emo Drama Queen!'
And then I find something else to do.
Now I'm going home.
Over and out.
J
Basically I decided to give my To Do list an enema: get all the shit I've been putting off out of the way.
And I don't think that I've done too badly.
Today I have:
Paid my rent
Got a new travelcard
Put some film in to be developed (picking it up on Saturday)
Went to the back to 1) put in a cheque Dad gave me 2) check my account for irregularities 3) update my address 4) get the account out of the red
Returned a Library book to the Letonstone Library
Gotten more Phone Credit
Bought more Razors
Bought 2000AD and Kerrang (to be fair, I do that every Wednesday)
And even gone to the MacShop to check out the prices for Freehand and for a padded sock for my Laptop, so that I can go to Starbucks and Blog from there.
Bonus: yesterday I bought an A3 pad from WH Smith, and today I bought couple of Graphite Sticks to go with it. And I bought a KMFDM ticket, since they are playing here in London on my Birthday this year.
There is still stuff I really should do, and I might have spent a little too much money in the process of doing it all but I am feeling good that I left the flat with a list and I have crossed off all the items in one day, as opposed to five days later, as is my norm.
Tonight I celebrate, possibly with a Steak Dinner, or with Pasta, but I will be watching Lost. Yay.
As was promised: Blogging Yesterday's Blog Today, as Yesterday Today was Tomorrow and Tomorrow was Today:
I can't actually remember what I did yesterday... I think I faffed around too long, and when I finally got to Stratford to pay my rent the back was closed... So I went to WH Smith, looked at Tattoo mags and bought some A3 Sketch Paper instead, determined not to go to Life Drawing Class with just a pissy little A4 pad Again.
Then I took the tube to... somewhere. Tottenham Court Road, I think. I know that I wanted to ride around a little, since it was the last day left on my then current travelcard on my Oystercard.
I got to Tottenham Court Road, rode up the Northern line to Leicester Square, Decided to buy a ticket to the Island, saw that I had missed the 1835 session for the Island and bought one for the 2135 for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory instead. That can't have been all... I must have done something else...
Anways, I took the tube back to Tottenham Court Road to blog at the Easy Everything for half an hour before tubing back to Leicester Square and zipping up to the movie theatre. Unfortunately relieving a brutally full bladder meant that I missed the first three or four minutes of the opening credits. But the movie was cool.
Tim Burton definitely did a great job directing (apart from the oompa loompa, who left me a tad cold... the best thing about him was the songs, and they were all written, arranged and performed by the Great Danny Elfman (lyrics by Roald Dahl)).
I did spend the first half of the movie thinking to myself how it was all a grand statement about the Fascism of the Modern Industry, the emptiness of Consumerism and the like. But I spent the second half of the movie thinking: Johnny Depp is Cool!
After the movie I jumped on the tube home, dropped my bags at the flat and took a bus to Tescos. At tescos I picked up some more peaches and current buns, as well as garbage bags (we were all out somehow).
Back home and I watched Midnight Cowboy before trying to sleep for a couple of hours. Still, the nights are getting longer, so now I might find it easier to sleep with the curtains open because the sun won't come streaming in at four in the morning (I still hate sunlight, and there is still to much of it even in an English Summer).
Since Gus called me up the other day and told me that my Blog is Really Funny, from time to time I have been feeling a pressure to be funny in my posting. To be truthful, I don't really set out to make this a funny blog, it's just that funny stuff happens, or I see something in a funny way, or I relate it in a way that becomes funny.
Of course, when I start to worry about it too much a little voice inside me screams 'It's just a BLOG! Stop being such an Emo Drama Queen!'
And then I find something else to do.
Now I'm going home.
Over and out.
J
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