Today was good. Well, the evening was good. During the day, I kept thinking about home and then I told myself not to think about home because I'm at work and you don't really want to explain to people at work that it's Thanksgiving and you're homesick because your missing a family-orientated national holiday. Even though they can probably understand and Molly behind you doesn't seem like she's making a fuss about it. So you just throw yourself into work and hope for the best.
Then around lunch I got a text from Siri asking if I wasn't going to Les Misserables tonight. I told her I thought I was, why, what's going on? And apparently Laura only bought three tickets instead of four. So Siri gave me her number and I texted her and asked if she could turn back around, but Laura couldn't. But it's at the Queen's Theatre so I should give them a call. Here, these are our seats. And by this time it's lunch and I hesitate for a bit. You see, I have this strange bit where I either have full human contact while I order stuff or I have absolutely no human contact at all. The meet-halfway, partial-human-contact thing doesn't work for me. I'm not a phone person, really, when it comes to official business and the like. So for three minutes I make a script for myself as to what I would say to the woman who is taking calls for people just like me who wants a ticket to see a show. Then I call.
And the tickets available for singles are either no where near my friends or way out of my price range. I wasn't going to pay 40 quid for a seat on the other side of the theater from them. Neither was I willing to pay 40 quid on the fly like that either. So I decided to opt out of the show.
During this time, I hopped on Facebook (lunch break). Matt from the internship class bragged about the crazy drunket antics of his own co-workers at his marketing firm somewhere around Piccadilly Circus. So I told him I was jealous of his work environment. He messaged to say "No joke. There are pictures of my boss cartwheeling across the night club!" Which really is a true story, by the way. Anyway, I ask Matt if he was doing anything tonight and if he would be up for a show. And he said not a show, but perhaps a movie. Either Due Date or Jackass 3-D. And I'm not a fan of Jackass, so I got with Due Date. (Robert Downey Jr. and that guy from The Hangover. I'm in!) We make plans to meet at 9p at Piccadilly Circus. All is good.
Siri texts to apologize for the misunderstanding. Apparently, Laura was expecting a text from everyone who was coming, and I had neither her number nor the knowledge of texting her. It's just a bit of miscommunication and there's no one to blame for it. But you know what? I think some good came from it.
Printed off two months of a calendar at work -- December and January -- so I can actually plan dates beyond December 19 without consulting a list on the side of my crappy school academic calendar. With these months, I will have to-do lists beside each month and tick everything off as I finish them. I will also write down times and events on the dates they're happening so I can keep track of everything without the use of a poor calendar on the mobile (seriously, it's crap. I really don't like my phone over here). So I have that.
On the way home, I remembered that I didn't really have anything for food, so I get off a stop early and pick up a chicken kabob from someplace called the Chicken Palace. And I get fries. Oh the fries! No matter where you go, if you ask for chips, you're gonna get a lot of them. (chips = fries) So I take my meal back to my room and call home. I tell them I miss them and they're like "We miss you too. It's okay to cry and be homesick" and then I was all better. We talked about the usual stuff, you know, what mom and Aunt Florence bought on their shopping spree and how long the men go on theirs. My Dad, Uncle, and this year Mr. Lewis down the street went shopping for near 10 hours on Black Friday. My Mom and Aunt probably went for 6 max. That's right -- the men in my life shop longer than the women. You go guys.
Went to meet Matt then. We found each other easily and walled to the Apollo Cinema. The theatre was decked with neon lighting. It was cool and all space ship-y. We were the first ones in the theatre and the screen was outlined int he same neon lighting as the stairs, and the lighting around the screen changed colors! So cool!
The movie was really good. It was funny and extreme in all the right bits. There was a scene where they find themselves on the Mexican border patrol when they weren't supposed to be. So Robert Downey Jr. gets detained while the other guy makes a break for it. But then the other guy steals the truck and trailer Downey Jr. was staying in. SO FUNNY! He even wore a turban. But anyway, that movie is worth a watch. Both main guys are awesome.
On the way back home, I got on the Tube and, just as the doors were closing, a guy stumbles into them to get on the train. I ask if he was all right and he said yes. Then he tried to strike a conversation, but the questions were creepy. Where are you from? The States. Where are going? Home. Where is home? I'm going to go now. His eyes were blood shot and he couldn't stay upright on the train. And in the 30 seconds it took to arrive at the next station, I already made a plan. The train stops and I get off and follow the crowd to the Way Out. I make sure the dude stays on the train I had just left. He does. The door closes and the train leaves. I leave the platform and wait for the train to completely go away. Then I return to the platform and hop on the next train going my way. Kept my knife in my hand the whole way home.
Met Laura at reception. She apologized for the mix up. They had just gotten back and Siri mentioned going to bed but Alicia might still be up (I misspelled her name last post). So I went to visit her and we talked for a bit before she had to go to bed. I invited her to Harry Potter the next day, but she had seen it already otherwise she would. Then I asked if she had dinner plans because I wanted to have a turkey meal. She said she was meeting a friend at 9p but she's open before that. And if she should bring something, I should let her know. She has some potatoes I could use if I wanted.
List:
- more turkey breast
- stuffing
- cranberries?
- rolls
And I think I'm going to have a small Thanksgiving meal after all! Yay!
Becky texted me to see if I wanted to go to a market tomorrow. I said I had plans but if she didn't have dinner plans she can totally come eat with me. She said she can bring a dessert snack Great! Let's plan for 7p.
Turkey meal. Iz getting it!
By the way, if you ever get a chance to have a drink called Irn Bru, DRINK IT! Because I love it, it tastes awesome, it's Scottish, and I love it. Totally gotta bring some of this stuff home for the bros to try. So good!
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