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Today in THE DAILY MAIL they are giving away FREE giant-sized British salt-water fish wall papers!! ISN'T THAT EXCITING? *said really sarcastically* Like, "yeah please can I have one of those!". I was laughing and said to some of the women at my office "why on earth would anybody want that?" ... they all just looked at me with expressions that say: "you're weird". I've also learnt a new expression: "I'm flagging". mmm... now what on earth could that mean? initially i thought it means (1) you've got dandruff .... then i thought maybe it means (2) you're falling behind in your work... and then i i thought maybe (3) its a new type of British sport which involves poles and flags. No? Imagine my surprise when the real meaning is I-am-in-the-process-of-getting-tired. I mean, i'm not tired yet, but i am gonna be tired. what the... ? can you convert it to "i'm flagged"? Only the poms...
Its been raining for a couple of days in London...so i'm back to wearing hats and scarfs everyday. yesterday i was wearing a hat, a really thick woolly scarf, 2 jerseys and i had my heater on. My boss asked me "are you cold?" (this was said in a short-sleeve with sweat drops on his forehead). Yes, well maybe if i had 2 pints of beer during lunch i'd also be hot.... The poms are quite a different bunch of people and i really dont get their humor. We have these chain mails that goes around the office (you know, those where everybody answers, its like a conversation?), and every now and again you can hear roars of laughter... i never get them tho. But then i'll force a giggle so that they think i get it.... how stupid!
Marcos and i have been struggling to find a new place. We have given notice and have to move by the end of the month. So please hold thumbs that something nice will come up! Its taken me 2 months to come to terms with the fact that we stay on the corner of a main street above "Captain Korma Schwarma Club Take-Aways". *sigh*. I've come to love the fact that the people on the top floor of the buses can see into our place.... especially their expressions when i flash them after i've taken a shower (haha JUST KIDDING!!!... but that would've been funny!!!)
Well, as you can gather from all the nonsence i'm writing, not much is going on and i dont have much news.... Friends of Marcos' is visiting here from SA, so we've been out trying to show them around. Meeting them for dinner tonight, so that should be nice. Marcos sent me this mail yesterday: his office has arranged for 100 employees to go to a race!!! i got soooo excited, but when i asked him last night if he confirmed that we're going his reply was: "no we're not going". Imagine my surprise when i asked "why" and he answered "cause i've got nothing to wear". (yes, did your jaw also hit the floor at 90mph like mine?). It seems that i have convinced him that your outfit is not the most important part of a horse-race as I've just met him for lunch and he told me that he's confirmed for us to go!! YAY!!! Its a HORSE-RACE people!!! i'm in my element!!! Now i've got a BIG problem. i've got nothing to wear :-( So its serious shopping tonight after work and early tomorrow morning...i think i'm gonna buy one of those hats with the big fluffy feathers in. i've always wanted one of those ;-) My grandmother would be so proud!!
Last weekend Marcos and i went to Borough Market. what a nice place!! they sell fresh fruit, veggies, cheeses, meats, etc. Really really nice. (They take their "advertising" a bit far though... if you hang a dead rabbit - with no head - outside your shop, it will not tempt me to go inside. Well, i think it was a rabbit. It had no head, so i really cant confirm that ...). They had a chocolate stall, with the most DEVINE Real Belgium Chocolate Brownies...!!! After that we went to some prison place (cant remember the name now), where you walk under ground in the dungeons and they give you a tour as to how they tortured people in the olden days. OMG!! how awful were people back in the days?? Argh, i'm wanting to describe it to you, but i really dont wanna think about it. Really really horrible. Like thumb-pinchers. its 2 pieces of flat metal, thats attached at the ends with screws. so you basically put your thumbs inside and then they tighten the 2 pieces of metal so that they pinch and flatten your thumb. (does that make sense?). Or there was this metal thing that you put over your head (was generally used when women gossiped. haha) like in that movie "Man in the Iron Mask". but some of them had a piece of metal that is forced in your mouth which makes talking and eating very difficult and excruciating. Like what phsyco thought of this? The other really funny thing was, if you're in prison and about to be hanged, you can be "set free" by marrying a prostitute. The funny thing about all of this, alot of the men would prefer to be hanged than to be married to a prostitute!!!
ok, now i'm flagged. chat soon!! miss you all stacks!!! xxx
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