Anyway, apologies for not posting for a while (*checks previous blog post* OMFG OMFG it's been like a month!). Sorry :-(
I am going to name both (a) 500 fucking mugs arriving on my doorstep and (b) minor mental break down for my reasons for not posting for A WHOLE FUCKING MONTH.
As you may/may not know I'm organising the sale of these bad boys for CUWBC:
|Yes it fucking was.|
I quickly lost touch with reality.
But anyway, superimposed on this was a bike drama of epic proportions. Like, EPIC.
So the back wheel has been bent for a while.
I decided it was time to change by back wheel (and get a new inner tube on the way).
But then! A miracle! I was walking down the road I had orignally left my bike on and lo! There it was! (Turns out some arsehole had just picked it up and carried it for 200m. I felt very silly. And yes, I know I should have locked it to something etc etc , but I've learnt my lesson now).
Then the next day I got another fucking puncture.
1 week passes. Then for no reason whatsofuckingever:
this post. Never usually left outside. Hmm. I therefore spent about 2 weeks cycling around on a very hipster-esque bike, with a messanger bag full of mugs, rolled up jeans.... bascially looking like a massive hipster twat. I think once I even wore my "Love me, love my bike " t shirt by mistake, so my twated-ness was all the more exaggerated.
Rage. But yes. Punctures always happen in 3s guys. Remember that!
Anywayanywayanyway. I should probably wrap this up. I have an interview tomorrow* for which my main preparation has been trying to ignore its existance. (*DAMTP, for a PhD. FUCK.)
|ANNA YOU HAVE A FUCKING INTERVIEW TOMORROW!|
How I think the interview will go:
Anyway, I'm going to watch David Attenborough's "Life in the Undergrowth" now. I expect this will give me some fucking weird dreams, but what the hell :-)