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delgaoh, it’s been a lot longer than i was anticipating.
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hi i’m trying to work out the cheapest way to get to yorkshire this weekend because i accidentally booked tickets to the wrong florence + the machine gig, and not only can i not return the tickets (even without a refund!) but the more local show is sold out. so. i guess i’m going north?
i am so flipping mad at myself oh my god.
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things have been a-go-go. last weekend was lost to family things. i went out for drinks in the sun on the friday, and then introduced my cousins to fisherman’s wharf’s gourmet pizza. after much debate i ended up going to zumba on saturday morning before coming back to the flat to try to shower, do laundry and pack for the party before having to rush to an appointment with my cousin in canary wharf. from there the two of us went to east london to check in and get some food, before getting ready for the party.
the party was so much fun and seemed to end really early? no trouble - we relocated back to the hotel and proceeded to drink for about 4 hours IT WAS SO MUCH I DRANK SO MUCH STRAIGHT JAEGER. thank goodness drunk me knows what’s what because i hobbled to the vending machine before going to sleep - worked my way through a bottle of water and two packets of crisps before crashing out at 3am.
so of course i woke up at 7:30am.
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sunday was the marathon and another cousin was running in it so i gave in to the inevitable and just got up and left the hotel with a view to going back to my flat and dumping my stuff. i’m so glad i did because if i’d had to lug my crap around all day i would not have been happy. toasted and ate a crumpet, drank so. much. water., grabbed my sunnies and ran out the door for south of the river to see if i could spot my cousin as she did her ~26 miles.
i honestly don’t know how she did it - it must have been 25C out there and she did the route in 4 hours and 20. she was amazing! we saw her three times: deptford, bermondsey and shadwell. i also managed to get video of my colleague but i didn’t actually spot him at the time, which is a shame because i really wanted to cheer him on.
i hit my limit at around 4pm so abandoned the fam and headed back to the flat where i sat down in front of the tv and watched every episode of the city and the city and order by innocence that i hadn’t seen yet. and then i went tf to sleep.
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there’s a new girl at work and idk if i’m ofay with her or not. i’m trying to work through my feelings on the matter and i’m still undecided.
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thursday night i took a train back to the fen, and friday i had to be in lincoln which is always An Experience. the rest of the weekend was very lazy. i completely failed to submit the event paperwork that i am responsible for so it looks like that’s a task for the bank holiday. on saturday night we went to see infinity war which i unabashedly enjoyed the hell out of. what a coherent film, considering the number of characters, and really good choices about who was carrying the narrative.
sunday was equally lazy, and i eventually got dressed and took the train home in the evening.
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the main issue with this gig being this weekend is that it’s on a saturday, which makes everything unnecessarily expensive, and i am also supposed to be going to my cousin’s birthday celebrations. yes, another cousin. there are a lot of us.
but even if i didn’t have that prior obligation, the logistics are messing with me. it’s about £70 to hire a car, and £30 on top of that for train tickets back to the fen. but if i don’t go, that’s £60 down the drain and no guarantee of getting tickets to another gig. the whole point of trying to get the tickets in the first place was that the venue is only a couple of tube journeys away from my flat, and now i’ve really fucked it.
why the hell can’t i return the tickets, though? some truly anal restrictions in place. the show is sold out. someone is going to want to go but the tickets are ineligible for cancellation, resale or refund. what a goddamn mess.
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zumba tonight, and then the second episode of abi morgan’s new show, the split. i’ve also been watching killing eve, which i love, and the second season of westworld which continues to have great pacing. am all caught up with steven universe too. yesterday, for kicks, i went back and rewatched giant woman from season 1, which holds up so damn well, holy crap. i love that show.
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did you know snow patrol is still a thing??
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hi i’m trying to work out the cheapest way to get to yorkshire this weekend because i accidentally booked tickets to the wrong florence + the machine gig, and not only can i not return the tickets (even without a refund!) but the more local show is sold out. so. i guess i’m going north?
i am so flipping mad at myself oh my god.
—
things have been a-go-go. last weekend was lost to family things. i went out for drinks in the sun on the friday, and then introduced my cousins to fisherman’s wharf’s gourmet pizza. after much debate i ended up going to zumba on saturday morning before coming back to the flat to try to shower, do laundry and pack for the party before having to rush to an appointment with my cousin in canary wharf. from there the two of us went to east london to check in and get some food, before getting ready for the party.
the party was so much fun and seemed to end really early? no trouble - we relocated back to the hotel and proceeded to drink for about 4 hours IT WAS SO MUCH I DRANK SO MUCH STRAIGHT JAEGER. thank goodness drunk me knows what’s what because i hobbled to the vending machine before going to sleep - worked my way through a bottle of water and two packets of crisps before crashing out at 3am.
so of course i woke up at 7:30am.
—
sunday was the marathon and another cousin was running in it so i gave in to the inevitable and just got up and left the hotel with a view to going back to my flat and dumping my stuff. i’m so glad i did because if i’d had to lug my crap around all day i would not have been happy. toasted and ate a crumpet, drank so. much. water., grabbed my sunnies and ran out the door for south of the river to see if i could spot my cousin as she did her ~26 miles.
i honestly don’t know how she did it - it must have been 25C out there and she did the route in 4 hours and 20. she was amazing! we saw her three times: deptford, bermondsey and shadwell. i also managed to get video of my colleague but i didn’t actually spot him at the time, which is a shame because i really wanted to cheer him on.
i hit my limit at around 4pm so abandoned the fam and headed back to the flat where i sat down in front of the tv and watched every episode of the city and the city and order by innocence that i hadn’t seen yet. and then i went tf to sleep.
—
there’s a new girl at work and idk if i’m ofay with her or not. i’m trying to work through my feelings on the matter and i’m still undecided.
—
thursday night i took a train back to the fen, and friday i had to be in lincoln which is always An Experience. the rest of the weekend was very lazy. i completely failed to submit the event paperwork that i am responsible for so it looks like that’s a task for the bank holiday. on saturday night we went to see infinity war which i unabashedly enjoyed the hell out of. what a coherent film, considering the number of characters, and really good choices about who was carrying the narrative.
sunday was equally lazy, and i eventually got dressed and took the train home in the evening.
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the main issue with this gig being this weekend is that it’s on a saturday, which makes everything unnecessarily expensive, and i am also supposed to be going to my cousin’s birthday celebrations. yes, another cousin. there are a lot of us.
but even if i didn’t have that prior obligation, the logistics are messing with me. it’s about £70 to hire a car, and £30 on top of that for train tickets back to the fen. but if i don’t go, that’s £60 down the drain and no guarantee of getting tickets to another gig. the whole point of trying to get the tickets in the first place was that the venue is only a couple of tube journeys away from my flat, and now i’ve really fucked it.
why the hell can’t i return the tickets, though? some truly anal restrictions in place. the show is sold out. someone is going to want to go but the tickets are ineligible for cancellation, resale or refund. what a goddamn mess.
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zumba tonight, and then the second episode of abi morgan’s new show, the split. i’ve also been watching killing eve, which i love, and the second season of westworld which continues to have great pacing. am all caught up with steven universe too. yesterday, for kicks, i went back and rewatched giant woman from season 1, which holds up so damn well, holy crap. i love that show.
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did you know snow patrol is still a thing??
