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Sep. 20th, 2006 03:32 pmWell. A day walking around London in my old school shoes and the soles of my feet still hurt. The moral of this story, is that smart shoes are bad for you, and everyone should wear comfy old trainers or squishy slippers all the time.
*Firm nod*
So, to go back to the yesterday in question - whee! It was rather long, especially for me. Usually I don't even know that 8:30am exists. But I was up, and went up on the incredibly crowded train with my RL friend Louise, and Ilonna, next door's Summer au pair, who was going back home. We checked out Louise's halls (which are new, and pretty, and I had no idea what she was complaining about. Pfft, I said. New! Pretty!) and then wandered about in Camden and grabbed lunch, until![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bethan_b_bad rang me. Lou went home, and I went to meet Bethan and Aimee, who were most impressed by Oxfort Street. We then went to meet Kate, but owing to the fact that I thought she meant to meet us at the Underground exit, and she thought the main concourse, we completely failed, and we went back so Bethan and Aimee could get their bus. Ooops. My feet were dead by that time, so I recuperated by reading for a bit in Costa and getting squirted with smelly things in Selfriges (in which I felt like riffraff, mainly because I was dressed as a pirate. Arr.)
But then we met up at the pub withinnerbrat and nadriel and people and there was grog, and arrring and singing, and we got fanboyed by a bloke with a very confused and embarrassed girlfriend. Then I went home. Ow, my poor feets.
Today, babysitting with a miraculous lack of hangover, before coming back and doing random things like updating my profile and re-doing the Medea colorbar, because it looked a bit faded.
Now I want to make icons. But I will RP tonight! Yes! If I don't, thwack me!
*Firm nod*
So, to go back to the yesterday in question - whee! It was rather long, especially for me. Usually I don't even know that 8:30am exists. But I was up, and went up on the incredibly crowded train with my RL friend Louise, and Ilonna, next door's Summer au pair, who was going back home. We checked out Louise's halls (which are new, and pretty, and I had no idea what she was complaining about. Pfft, I said. New! Pretty!) and then wandered about in Camden and grabbed lunch, until
bethan_b_bad rang me. Lou went home, and I went to meet Bethan and Aimee, who were most impressed by Oxfort Street. We then went to meet Kate, but owing to the fact that I thought she meant to meet us at the Underground exit, and she thought the main concourse, we completely failed, and we went back so Bethan and Aimee could get their bus. Ooops. My feet were dead by that time, so I recuperated by reading for a bit in Costa and getting squirted with smelly things in Selfriges (in which I felt like riffraff, mainly because I was dressed as a pirate. Arr.)But then we met up at the pub with
innerbrat and nadriel and people and there was grog, and arrring and singing, and we got fanboyed by a bloke with a very confused and embarrassed girlfriend. Then I went home. Ow, my poor feets.Today, babysitting with a miraculous lack of hangover, before coming back and doing random things like updating my profile and re-doing the Medea colorbar, because it looked a bit faded.
Now I want to make icons. But I will RP tonight! Yes! If I don't, thwack me!
