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Monday, July 18, 2005
A long week that made me realize that I needed a plan
Lots of stuff has been going on in the offline world. Having booked a flight to a city whose public transportation system has been bombed the prior morning was quite a weird start into what became a good week after all. After a very long misunderstanding at Heathrow involving TF being at the only terminal which required a 20 minute cab ride to meet up with him and a 50 pound ride later we were in London and meeting up with our crazy colleague at whose place we were crashing for the weekend.
Fast forward.
Friday: drinks, dancing, stumbling to the bathroom (a lot), earlybird chinese food, nightbus home. Saturday: bed, bacon, toast and eggs, buying boxershorts, putting on a mask, going to a mask party, helping a drunk friend to find her jacket and down the stairs, pouring whisky into a grill to fire up a barbeque. Sunday: more BBQ, pub, Monday: driving to the place that is to be my office in September.
Play.
Monday evening, Company X had a social sport event with some English game that is like baseball except that you don't get a catching glove and that the bat is half as long as a baseball bat because those English folks are crazy bitches. And we even made it to the quarter finals against them without having played it before ever. The price for that was that I had such sore muscles that Ihad to take one of my leg with my hands and swing it over the other one to cross my legs for the next few days.
Fast forward again.
I had a training, we made an HR person cry, worked some more, I met some boy from the mask party at the London Bridge, went to see David Schwimmer in Some Girl(s), went to a music festival, had dinner in Brick Lane, drank some more alcohol and took a plane back to Brussels on Sunday.
Stop.
By now, I'm so broke that I don't know how I will actually manage to live in London with my meager salary as a corporate drone. But I have a plan now: I will stop eating. This will free up some cash for partying. Alcohol has calories, too, y'know. And if I ever need vitamins, I can order a cocktail. Cheers.
posted by Bunny at 11:45 PM
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