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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Thursday, July 07, 2005
Weirdness in the extreme then today. Surreal and nasty weirdness. Arrived in at London Waterloo this morning around 9.30am to find the entire tube closed due to a "power failure". I know they lie to avoid panic, but seriously - surely it would've been better to tell us there were explosions going on so that I could've turned my ass around and gone straight back to Twickenham. Instead I walked my ass right into Soho, got into the office and turned on the computer to read about a series of frickin explosions all over the place. And that all transport in and out of London was frozen. So a number of hours of sitting and listening as the thing developed from my laptop. So far, the fatalities seem minimal (certainly in the grand scale of terrorist attacks) - the worst incidencies seem to be the people stuck underground at Kings Cross and the bus near Russell Square. It was more weird than I can explain being stuck in the middle of it all, and yet not seeing a sign of it other than lots of sirens and an eerie lack of buses. Unreal, completely.
Anyway - I'm fine, and so far everyone I know and care about is fine. But it is nastiness indeed. Londoners seem to be portraying their stiff-upper-lip mentality excellently well, but I think the shock of this may not have sunk in yet.
Pissy pissy day.
1:58 pm
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