Holly's Big Adventure
Jun. 9th, 2005 03:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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angel_thane today. And it is.
That means it's boring, too. Today I was excited about going to Iceland.
Oh, perhaps I should explain that I mean the Iceland with cheap food, not the Iceland with letters like this: ð Otherwise, it doesn't seem properly pathetic. Going to another country would be justifiably exciting, but buying apple juice is somewhat less so.
The other thing I've done today is buy tickets for a gig Andrew, his friend Andy and I are going to tomorrow night. The band we're seeing is called Misty's Big Adventure.
I stopped at a crosswalk to let a passing bus go by first, as they're much bigger and faster than me. And I glanced at the front of it--which I always do, even though the numbers and destinations mean next to nothing to me--and though I only got to see it for half a second I was pretty sure it saidManchester
Coronation St which made me grin. It never occurred to me that buses could say that!
In other TV-related news ... I walked past this guy and he happened to almost catch my eye a little or smile a little or something like that--some tiny little movement in the arrangement of his facial features, which is quite a big deal here.
British people don't tend to nod or smile or acknowledge other people at all, so I feel all boisterous and Amercan just by having a bit of a smile as I walk down the street; I swear I can feel some people looking at me funny when they pass. Someties it's unnerving and I feel like saying "Don't worry, I'm not smiling at you!" but so far I've managed to restrain myself from that, at least.
Anyway, I passed a guy who looked at me or something, and when he did I suddenly thought, Hey, you look like Dr Who! And he did! (The current one, the only one I can guarantee I would recognize on sight.) I mean, I'm sure it wasn't him and everything, but still I could swear I saw Dr Who today, and it made me all happy and bouncy even though probably wasn't really him and I know this.
angel_thane today. And it is. That means it's boring, too. Today I was excited about going to Iceland.
Oh, perhaps I should explain that I mean the Iceland with cheap food, not the Iceland with letters like this: ð Otherwise, it doesn't seem properly pathetic. Going to another country would be justifiably exciting, but buying apple juice is somewhat less so.
The other thing I've done today is buy tickets for a gig Andrew, his friend Andy and I are going to tomorrow night. The band we're seeing is called Misty's Big Adventure.
I stopped at a crosswalk to let a passing bus go by first, as they're much bigger and faster than me. And I glanced at the front of it--which I always do, even though the numbers and destinations mean next to nothing to me--and though I only got to see it for half a second I was pretty sure it said
Coronation St
In other TV-related news ... I walked past this guy and he happened to almost catch my eye a little or smile a little or something like that--some tiny little movement in the arrangement of his facial features, which is quite a big deal here.
British people don't tend to nod or smile or acknowledge other people at all, so I feel all boisterous and Amercan just by having a bit of a smile as I walk down the street; I swear I can feel some people looking at me funny when they pass. Someties it's unnerving and I feel like saying "Don't worry, I'm not smiling at you!" but so far I've managed to restrain myself from that, at least.
Anyway, I passed a guy who looked at me or something, and when he did I suddenly thought, Hey, you look like Dr Who! And he did! (The current one, the only one I can guarantee I would recognize on sight.) I mean, I'm sure it wasn't him and everything, but still I could swear I saw Dr Who today, and it made me all happy and bouncy even though probably wasn't really him and I know this.