Whenever it starts to hail, wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, I have to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. I feel the sting of little balls of ice hitting my scalp is just foreshadowing to the giant ball of ice that will one day kill me.
It's happened. People die. Property is damaged. Roofs are SMASHED IN.
See also: giant balls of ice that fall out of the sky in the middle of summer and kill people. If there was ever any question as to whether God is still smiting folks, I'm pretty sure this answers it. Old Testament God is alive and well :S
Friday, 31 October 2008
Thursday, 30 October 2008
Rail Travel
Tomorrow my rail journey home for the weekend forces me to change at Cardiff Central.
I'm not good with changes. I get lost.
And I'm not ashamed to say that I am terrified I'm going to get lost in a station that only has 7 platforms.
Yes, I know there are 7. How? I Googled it. In vain hopes of finding some kind of photo or floor plan, so that I could plan how to get to the platform in advance.
My train-related psychosis runs deep.
I even know that I should be coming in on Platform 6 and changing to Platform 1. If my ticket does not reflect this I might just have a nervous breakdown.
I.
Hate.
Rail.
Travel.
Oh, and I bet some bastard nicks my RESERVED SEAT before I get to it. And if s/he does I know I'm too much of a pushover to mention it, even if it means I'm stuck sitting between carriages in the door section, like LAST TIME.
He-e-elp :(
I'm not good with changes. I get lost.
And I'm not ashamed to say that I am terrified I'm going to get lost in a station that only has 7 platforms.
Yes, I know there are 7. How? I Googled it. In vain hopes of finding some kind of photo or floor plan, so that I could plan how to get to the platform in advance.
My train-related psychosis runs deep.
I even know that I should be coming in on Platform 6 and changing to Platform 1. If my ticket does not reflect this I might just have a nervous breakdown.
I.
Hate.
Rail.
Travel.
Oh, and I bet some bastard nicks my RESERVED SEAT before I get to it. And if s/he does I know I'm too much of a pushover to mention it, even if it means I'm stuck sitting between carriages in the door section, like LAST TIME.
He-e-elp :(
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
Things I Have Learned
...from Beverly Hills Cop films
1. There will be no consequences for leaving your car unlocked - this isn't Detroit
2. It's okay to lie your arse off, as long as you're a policeman
3. It's okay to be a gun-crazed loon, as long as you're a policeman
4. Hotwiring is fo' suckas - just stand outside a hotel and people will assume you're a valet
1. There will be no consequences for leaving your car unlocked - this isn't Detroit
2. It's okay to lie your arse off, as long as you're a policeman
3. It's okay to be a gun-crazed loon, as long as you're a policeman
4. Hotwiring is fo' suckas - just stand outside a hotel and people will assume you're a valet
Thursday, 16 October 2008
Poetry Form 1 - Quick Portraits
Sunday, 12 October 2008
Impatience
Thursday, 9 October 2008
Wednesday, 1 October 2008
The Twilight Zone
I just went to get some tea - I was standing in the kitchen in my PJs, boiling the water, when one of my flatmates comes into the kitchen, STARK naked.
To be honest I wasn't really fazed by this - the only nudity that bothers me is my own.
So I carry on waiting for the kettle to boil as he sits down and starts talking to someone on the phone. Fair enough. My water boiled, I take it and go back to my room.
A few moments later, the doorbell rings. I assume my flatmate wont be getting it, being underdressed and all, but when I open the door, who is it? Him!
"I forgot my keys", he says.
I have found the Twilight Zone. It's in Pontypridd.
To be honest I wasn't really fazed by this - the only nudity that bothers me is my own.
So I carry on waiting for the kettle to boil as he sits down and starts talking to someone on the phone. Fair enough. My water boiled, I take it and go back to my room.
A few moments later, the doorbell rings. I assume my flatmate wont be getting it, being underdressed and all, but when I open the door, who is it? Him!
"I forgot my keys", he says.
I have found the Twilight Zone. It's in Pontypridd.
New Arrivals
Met a new flatmate today. He moved in late so we hadn't had a chance to see him during Freshers' Week.
Also, the weather continues to be terrible. And it waits for me to be without my umbrella, I swear.
I made a point of taking my umbrella with me to lectures today - not a spot of rain. Later, I went back to halls to do my laundry, thus swapping the handbag I was carrying for my laundry bag. The moment I step out of the laundry room with my nice clean, tumble-dried laundry, it starts tipping.
Sigh.
Also, the weather continues to be terrible. And it waits for me to be without my umbrella, I swear.
I made a point of taking my umbrella with me to lectures today - not a spot of rain. Later, I went back to halls to do my laundry, thus swapping the handbag I was carrying for my laundry bag. The moment I step out of the laundry room with my nice clean, tumble-dried laundry, it starts tipping.
Sigh.
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