Aki lately I have been having random thoughts, so I am just jotting them down lest I forget them.
Now who prompted Milo to leave KBW…….I am still in a kamini shock over that decision. “Please come back, I beg.”
Yesterday, I had an argument with this dude over queue jumping. I am not one for public drama, esp with strangers, lakini this is one pet peeve that does my head in. On a few occassions I have been accused by my pals of having killer eyes. You know the ones that give you daggers, you think you are practically being stabbed……..YAH, those ones. Now si I unleashed them on this dude, coz he was claiming that he was queueing before. Ati sijui he went outside to sort out parking or some shyte. I was like that is besides the point. I didn’t see him queue when I walked into the post office like he claims. All of us (pointing to the rest of the peeps who were behind me) don’t know whether you queued here before or not, you just can’t assume that we do. At this point I was seeing red coz the staff are always slow, this ngomongo decides to jump the queue and my train was due in ten minutes. Then, I hate arguing with peeps who dont see sense. Anyway, I managed to get my post sorted and caught my train in good time – it was late anyway. No surprises there either.
Lately, it got me thinking how I have been using the train as my second bedroom. The other day I was so exhausted, I found myself in London and on my way home, in Northampton. I bloody missed my stops, but not all at the same day thank God. Luckily, just a stop or two between them. I always had the habit of waking up a stop before mine, but on these occassion, I did wake up on my scheduled stop, but to the sound of the doors closing. What am I to do but endelea with that sweet sleep? So, I get comfy and sleep on. Afterall, that isn’t the last train of the day. Believe me, I never sleep in those ones. LOL!!! I think I should start reading or purchase a puzzle book. Any suggestions to changamsha my brains, especially in the morning?
Today, I was having a random thought of what I could do this summer that is worth blogging about and use the word blog to get it done. Then as I was in a newsagents (shop that does magazines and newspapers mostly amongst other small stuffs), I had a light bulb moment. What if I could blag my way into cool clubs and say I wanted to blog about my experience from the moment I blagged my way in to when I got home – all this in the pretext of a tourist from shaggz? LOL! Like I said, it was just a random thought. More like a fading light bulb moment huh??? tihihihihihihihi!
Is that the time already? Let me go, before I miss my ever late train (believe me, it has happened more than once).