GAH!

May. 11th, 2008 04:00 pm
wildcard_47: (not funny)
Did I mention how much I hate packing? Awful stuff. Luckily, I'm almost done. Then I can finally go up to Regent's Park and Cafe in the Crypt like I've been wanting to......oh, and also to Abbey Road (after picking up the art journal from Hilary's flat.) YAY for scurrying around London.

The bad news about that plan is that I'm still sick as all getout. Can't breathe, can't think, have no energy. If hayfever and sinus infections had a child, I imagine this is similar to what it'd feel like. Also, my flatmate is annoying me so badly this morning. Two main reasons for this: more drama (which is understandable, I empathize) and the fact that we have no room to spread out while packing. It's like trying to get ready inside of a tiny bubble...where all of her stuff has exploded around my bed. And I'm still trying to shuttle my things into suitcases while trying to keep her stuff at bay.

*grumps* I don't wanna leave London. Could you lovely, dear friends possibly move to the other side of the world and stay with me here so I don't have to? Pretty please?

GAH!

May. 11th, 2008 04:00 pm
wildcard_47: (not funny)
Did I mention how much I hate packing? Awful stuff. Luckily, I'm almost done. Then I can finally go up to Regent's Park and Cafe in the Crypt like I've been wanting to......oh, and also to Abbey Road (after picking up the art journal from Hilary's flat.) YAY for scurrying around London.

The bad news about that plan is that I'm still sick as all getout. Can't breathe, can't think, have no energy. If hayfever and sinus infections had a child, I imagine this is similar to what it'd feel like. Also, my flatmate is annoying me so badly this morning. Two main reasons for this: more drama (which is understandable, I empathize) and the fact that we have no room to spread out while packing. It's like trying to get ready inside of a tiny bubble...where all of her stuff has exploded around my bed. And I'm still trying to shuttle my things into suitcases while trying to keep her stuff at bay.

*grumps* I don't wanna leave London. Could you lovely, dear friends possibly move to the other side of the world and stay with me here so I don't have to? Pretty please?
wildcard_47: (not funny)

In case you'd forgotten my motto on packing, here it is in a nutshell: I can't be bothered. Kthx.

To add to my pessimism, I am coming down with some sort of evil allergies/cold/sinus-gripping virus. It's making breathing a pain. And tomorrow is my last day in this beautiful city. AND we get back the debacle of art from Hilary.

On the bright side, I saw two plays today -- Phantom (finally!) and A Midsummer Night's Dream. Did I neglect to mention that the last was actually performed in Shakespeare's Globe? (Silly me. It was indeed. And it was AWESOME.)

And now, to bed. Dear Lord, what a day.

wildcard_47: (not funny)

In case you'd forgotten my motto on packing, here it is in a nutshell: I can't be bothered. Kthx.

To add to my pessimism, I am coming down with some sort of evil allergies/cold/sinus-gripping virus. It's making breathing a pain. And tomorrow is my last day in this beautiful city. AND we get back the debacle of art from Hilary.

On the bright side, I saw two plays today -- Phantom (finally!) and A Midsummer Night's Dream. Did I neglect to mention that the last was actually performed in Shakespeare's Globe? (Silly me. It was indeed. And it was AWESOME.)

And now, to bed. Dear Lord, what a day.

wildcard_47: (not funny)
(wishes avatar had a big picture of a suitcase on it)

Well, I'm packing completely today. Spent a half-hour getting all of my junk into the living room, and promptly had a heart attack because it does not look like it will fit in my suitcase, not in a million years. So, I'm going to roll up t-shirts, jeans, and use Space Bags galore until it all goes according to plan. As I am probably the world's worst packer (I usually just throw things into my suitcase and hope for the best), cross your fingers for me and my packing efforts.

In a bit of better news, I submitted my Terminus abstract yesterday. The proposal itself kind of sucks, mainly because I was typing it around 11:50pm, but what can you do? At least there weren't any typos, but I swear, if the word 'recreate' pops up one more time, the vetting board is going to chew me a new one. Oh, well.

All right, back to the horror.
wildcard_47: (not funny)
(wishes avatar had a big picture of a suitcase on it)

Well, I'm packing completely today. Spent a half-hour getting all of my junk into the living room, and promptly had a heart attack because it does not look like it will fit in my suitcase, not in a million years. So, I'm going to roll up t-shirts, jeans, and use Space Bags galore until it all goes according to plan. As I am probably the world's worst packer (I usually just throw things into my suitcase and hope for the best), cross your fingers for me and my packing efforts.

In a bit of better news, I submitted my Terminus abstract yesterday. The proposal itself kind of sucks, mainly because I was typing it around 11:50pm, but what can you do? At least there weren't any typos, but I swear, if the word 'recreate' pops up one more time, the vetting board is going to chew me a new one. Oh, well.

All right, back to the horror.

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