It's 23:30...
I haven't done a damn thing to get myself ready for Venice. I went shopping for a Flash Memory card on Tottenham Court Road after work, decided to amke fresh lasagne, with homemade pasta, had someone around to collect software and chat - I had no idea how to get to Stansted Airport for 05:00, decided to call Ulrika for a chat and bus information (half an hour later) - by which time it was 23:00. So, now I blog because it's keeping the panic away. I managed to order a cab that gets here in... 3.5 hours. Now I must pack and bath... and drink more of the Hoegarden, I can't leave them all for Phil.
What have I done.
1 Comments:
I bet you that a person that eats baked beans on toast or processed scampi would have been tucked up in bed by 23h30. Why? Its a survival thing.... eat,get energy,pack,find efficient way to airport and get into bed. You see it as living in the dark side but to us its living in the light!
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