Sunday 31 January 2010

Well...

There are no rules in London, despite the plethora of CCTV cameras claiming to stalk my every move. Also, people like you to celebrate your birthday for 5 or 6 days straight, which is tiring. That's me: avoiding 21 and keeping it trashy. Things you wish you'd seen but weren't cool enough to handle...
1) The dirtiest drinking game known to man
2) Tequila bottles with sombreros for lids. Detachable sombreros...just in case you want to wear them when you're through.
3) Evangelical wackjobs on a Sunday morning bus telling you the world is coming to an end, and (shocker) you're probably going to hell. Especially poignant when, considering recent behavior, you just might be.
4) Sexual innuendos about curry vindaloo (don't ask, don't tell)
5) Any and everything that happens here, ever.

Weekly bus & tube pass? 25 quid. Drinks at Fubar? 1-5 quid, depending on the bartender. Narrowly escaping trouble via a butch security woman at 1:30 a.m., even when the evidence is right in front of her face? Priceless.

Some people think I'm bonkers, but I just think I'm free.




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