Outings

Why do people never cancel until the shortest possible notice?

Like when you say 'oh shall we go see 'x'' and they say 'oh yeah, sure', then either the day before or on the the day, you go to check plans and it's 'oh, sorry yeah don't really have the money'. Fair enough, but I doubt that you didn't know that you had no money when we arranged this, so why say yes in the first place? This week I have lost two (paid for)play tickets, missed a gig and will now be missing a filming. Is it so difficult to just say 'no, I don't really fancy that' or 'I'm busy so I can't, sorry' when an idea is suggested? Apparently so...

When I die, bury my under a busy street so that my resting place can be an ironic yet perfect metaphor for how my life has been lived.

Newsagents

So, you know when you go into W H Smiths or somewhere and there are loads of people reading the newspapers and magazine? Not just flicking through to see what's in it, but actually standing in the aisles reading it. What the hell is that about? If it's that good, buy it and get out of the way. It's a shop, not a library.

Flatmates

So I have one flatmate who, since lectures have finished, has decided that rather than actually do something, she'll just sit in everyday and play loud, and particularly bad, music for us all to enjoy. I know loud music is a reoccurring theme on this thing, but it's a particular bug bear of mine.

I just don't understand why, if you're listening to music on your own, you wouldn't use headphones? Or better yet, go out and do something other than just sit in all day?

There are loads of free things to do in London, but no, because then how would I get my daily intake of particularly bad hip hop? Heaven forbid I don't get to listen to it whilst trying to do coursework. Best bit is, when she's been asked to turn off, the next day it's a little bit quieter. It might just be me, but I take this as sarcasm?

It's not just her though, my coursework is quite clearly cursed. Music yesterday, then today the people in the flat next to mine (who, for reasons unknown, like to blend things in the early hours of the morning) had some repairs done in their kitchen, which backs onto my room. YAY. Now I've never actually used a drill myself, but do you really need to drill for about 5 minutes at a time? Really?

Photo: By Evan here

Those 'Marilyn Monroe moments'

I don't know how many people actually use Holloway tube, but I know that a fair few of those that do have the same disdain as I do for the updraft there.

Skirts and dresses are an accident waiting to happen on those stairs! Without warning up they go, making you flash everything. And you always get half way down and think 'Ah, yes, no unwanted breezes today!' and then BAM! Up goes the skirt.

There's no need for it. I can't think of any other station with drafts like that? I'm thinking someone, somewhere might be having a jolly with a wind machine under the stairs there...