pigmy_hippo (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pigmy_hippo) wrote,@ 2005-09-19 21:34:00 |
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If I didn't laugh, I would cry
I've had another Jonah day today. I thought it wasn't my time for another one just yet but turns out I was wrong.
It took me 5 hours to get from Derby to my friends house in Giltbrook today. 5 fucking hours. Firstly, nobody told me that the bus took nearly a decade to get to Eastwood. I was so travel sick that I couldnt face another bus to get to Ikea...so I decided to walk...Got about 100 metres from where I actually wanted to be but decided that actually I wasn't quite sure I was in the right place. So I took a detour. A 2 hour detour. I've been round the entire perimeter of Eastwood. I hate fucking Eastwood.
During which time a scary lady with faaaar too much make up approached me and asked me if I wanted to model for Avon! HAHAHAHAH She must think I carried the plump, doudy housewife look off well. To be fair to her, she wasn't the one sweating in a thick duffelly jumper because she couldn't be bothered to take it off.
All I have to show for today are some very mucky feet where I walked through a swamp off the A610 near Ikea.
Jesus, I swear to God I'm losing my marbles.
Knobben! I knew it was a sign and it was.....but I interpreted it in the wrong way and now I'm left with nothing but disappointment...again.
I've had another Jonah day today. I thought it wasn't my time for another one just yet but turns out I was wrong.
It took me 5 hours to get from Derby to my friends house in Giltbrook today. 5 fucking hours. Firstly, nobody told me that the bus took nearly a decade to get to Eastwood. I was so travel sick that I couldnt face another bus to get to Ikea...so I decided to walk...Got about 100 metres from where I actually wanted to be but decided that actually I wasn't quite sure I was in the right place. So I took a detour. A 2 hour detour. I've been round the entire perimeter of Eastwood. I hate fucking Eastwood.
During which time a scary lady with faaaar too much make up approached me and asked me if I wanted to model for Avon! HAHAHAHAH She must think I carried the plump, doudy housewife look off well. To be fair to her, she wasn't the one sweating in a thick duffelly jumper because she couldn't be bothered to take it off.
All I have to show for today are some very mucky feet where I walked through a swamp off the A610 near Ikea.
Jesus, I swear to God I'm losing my marbles.
Knobben! I knew it was a sign and it was.....but I interpreted it in the wrong way and now I'm left with nothing but disappointment...again.
