Magical Backways

This morning, I woke up around ten to someone knocking on my door.  It was the maintenance guy here to fix up my sink door because it doesn't stay shut.  I said I was sleeping and he said he would come back later.

Planned my day before I left.  There used to be a computer lab in Marlyeborn that had free black and white printing, but when I got there it was no longer free.  The good news is that I have 15 BSP on my Westminster ID card by default for being a student.  So that's 15 quid for printing.  Which will easily die away because I have to print out a powerpoint every week for Linguistics.  Or maybe it'll last the entire semester.  We'll see how it goes.  I'll have some fun figuring that out in a bit.

At the Fresher's Fair in the Regent Campus, I was somehow wrangled into signing up for the LGBT society.  I told the leader I was straight, and she was all "That's cool.  How long have you known?  Did you come out to anybody?"  We laughed.  Then I signed up for the anime and gaming society.  Yep.

Hung about with Emanuele who's the Italian guy on my floor.  Finally learned his proper name.  Yes!  Anyway, we stuck around the LGBT chick for a while and then headed for class, which we have together.  He's a Linguistics major and I'm taking it because the other two classes I wanted were full.  This was my third choice.  That class was really boring.  AND it's three hours long.  I can bang head now, plz?

On the tube ride back, I got off at Waterloo instead of Lambeth North because I felt like making a cheeseburger, which I don't have.  Before I made it to the Sinasbury's, I got lost.  Really lost.  It was a lost so amazing I consulted every single map I came across.  Okay, it wasn't amazingly lost, but I was turned around enough to feel like I should be writing down my experience for creative writing.

Bought two packs of 4 for two pounds.  (Bingo!)  Also bought a carton of orange juice to combat my cold.  Bring it on, stuffy nose!  I'm waiting for ya!

As I was walking back to the dorm, I was walking down a back street paved in cobblestone.  It was twilight and all the small shops were on the brink of closing up.  There were a few restaurants and bars and they had quite a few customers.  Spotted a jewelry boutique I'll try to snag for my watch tomorrow.  Also found a second-hand bookstore but they didn't have a lot.  I went in.  Hey, why not?  It was open and there were other customers there.  I couldn't resist.  I'll have to find more bookstores soon.  But the journey down that street was so magical I had to write it down.  I did, both here, on Facebook, and both my personal journals (one is electronic and more about current thoughts in head, the other is paper and a document of my travels abroad.)

Will have to find a bookstore with the British version of Harry Potter.  I'm sure they'll be easy to find.  But which book should I buy?  The first, obviously, but maybe the seventh too?  Hmm . . . .

I was invited to go out to a big party tonight, but I'm going to stay in because of my cold and I would like to call a bunch of people.  I almost said tonight was Friday, but Friday I'll be at work all day.  Tonight is Thursday.  Wow, I just mixed up my days!  Anyway, I'll be on Skype all evening for my friends and I'll call my parents earlier than usual because I have to wake up early tomorrow. 

I feel a stuffy nose coming on.  Drat.

[EDIT]  Today is the day of fixed items.  My wash basin door no longer needs the rubbish bin in front of it to keep it closed.  In addition, there has been a flickering light across the ally I can see through my window.  That light has been bugging me since I got here, and now it's fixed too!  Oh, happy day!