Northern Adventure

After class today, at approximately four, I will be heading to Liverpool Station to take the Stansted Express to surprise surprise Stansted airport so I can fly to Glasgow and hang with my friend Patrick. I'm soooooo excited. Also, I should point out that it takes an hour on an "express" train to get to this airport, which is 1) clearly not in London and 2) a longer trip than my flight up north.

I'm super excited to go North and spend a whole weekend hanging with Patrick. Also, I'm excited to see what this Glasgow place is really like. I've only heard two things, 1) It has a great party scene and 2) It's a scary scary rough town (case in point, my friends 6 foot 5 brother who would be a football player if he wasn't Scottish was mugged there). Should be an ADVENTURE! Though, I'm sure Patrick won't take me to any locals where I'm likely to be mugged. I've only been in Glasgow briefly and that's when I took a ferry from Northern Ireland and got on a train to Glasgow. I had to transfer onto a train to Dundee, but I was at the wrong station and had no idea because I couldn't understand the Glasgow accent of a police officer who was trying to kindly explain my error to me. FUN.

First I have to do some pretty cool networking (scccaarrryyyy), then seminar, then I will be free to begin my journey! Wahoo!

Things that Aren't Healthy that I Do Part 2

The other day I neglected to say the version of the Carousel song "If I loved you" that is REALLY my favorite. Aka the reprise, where the dead bill sings to Julie how he really LOVED her. Mah girl (and facebook wife) Shelly wrote that this is her favorite version on my wall and I definitely agree. I sing it in the shower frequently. But it's a not healthy thing that I do because whenever I "break" up with a crush (YEA) aka am separated by them by a new girlfriend, disillusionment or distance this is what I imagine them singing about me... how they really DID love me! But they were afraid and shy and you know what, they let their golden chance go by!

Wow. I probably should find a real boyfriend/ get a life. Way.Too.Hard.

One of my goals in life...

Seeing Belle & Sebastian live.

Wow I really did not think I would cry while watching this... but I DID. I cried right along with his wife. Who seems so huggable. I knew Roger would have good taste in women!

oxoxoxox Roger.

Super Tired

Today was rough, but there were some positives. As my previous post shares, I woke up after approximately 4 and a half hours of sleep. I was so tired all day, that kind of hazy half alive look/feeling. FUN.

Negatives:

- At work my boss sent me an email saying that I have to pick up the speed on my work. Ooof.

- No National Insurance number application yet and I don't think I have time to call them until Wednesday. GREAT.

-Which means I'm going to be taxed a lot.

- And then there's the huge negative of my night last night, of me laying in bed so tired but unable to fall asleep. So so so so awful.

Positives:

-I switched from taking the Northern line to taking the Hammersmith & City/Circle line and it is SO much better. I actually had room to breath in the morning!

- I had my first dissertation meeting and my supervisor asked me how I came up with a particular element of my research question and when I answered him he said that when he read the question he thought that if I didn't just come up with that randomly I must be really smart because it's a great idea. xoxoxoxo yey.

Blahhh

I could fall asleep until sometime around 3am last night and I woke up at 730 this morning. Now I have a day filled with commuting hell, work, my first dissertation meeting, and more work. Bllllllaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. I hope it's not painful. Let's see how many cups of coffee I need to feel alive!!!

Things that Aren't Healthy that I Do

I've spent the last 15 minutes or so watching various versions of "If I loved you" from Carousel. As one does. Maybe someone out there LOVES ME. Here's various versions, ranked by how much I wish they were sung to me.

5) Hugh Jackman.

I always forget that Hugh Jackman can sing. This version is pretty lo-qual bootleg and I'm not really attracted to Hugh Jackman, also I think he might be gay, and I def don't need that. So I'd be flattered if he sung this to me, but overall ehhh.

4) Mandy Patinkin

I <3> Mandy but I'm just not really into him. Too old.

3) Elvis.

I'm not into Elvis. But I really like the piano in this. I also like what he does with the end of it. Also he doesn't intimidate me with his masculinity, so it might work. Plus, Elvis and I share a love of food so it would probably work out. We could be overweight together. That's Love.

2) the film version with Shirely Jones and Gordon MacRae.

This extensively features Julie and their witty banter, so I an imagine myself in the role more. But I'm not too into Gordon, though his voice is fab. He also styles his hair in a way that doesn't please me. But, the chemistry is fab. And he exudes masculinity in a way that kind of scares me. I want someone to love me like how he loves Julie! I think I would be scared to love him.

1) Patrick Wilson.

Excuse me as I vomit from extreme love. I would lose any sense of the morals that I have if Patrick revealed his love to me by singing this song. What a beautiful, talented man. And we would have such beautiful babies. And I bet he's a great dad to the children he had with another. Ahhhhhh. If I was there that night I think I would have started crying/hyperventilating. SO WONDERFUL.

Aaannnnddd that was a lot of procrastinating...

Goodbye my Lovers

Sparkly Toms Shoes RIP 28 February 2010.

Age: about a year and a half

Cause of Death: English weather.

The foul scent was definitely my shoes. Hopefully I'll have my National Insurance number soon so I can buy a replacement pair. Tears.