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London is a mess.
It's so fucking hot, I regularly feel that I am going to pass out on the tube / in class / at my desk.
My tutor has cut classes short every day the past two weeks. My boss has stopped asking us to do work. And the tube? Nothing is being done about that nonsense. We are advised to carry water and refrain from pulling the emergency lever in the case of an emergency. LU is a fucking joke.
It is a real trial to go to the gym. No one can ever tell me I'm not committed.
I am lucky enough to have air conditioning at home, but the hose has to go out of a window. I don't like having my windows open. Spiders and/or murderers and/or burglars can come in. I've opted for the heat in the night for safety. I don't sleep properly and wake up with a headache.
Autumn can't get here soon enough.
I decided to host a "native dish" potluck lunch for my colleagues. Gave out pretty invitations last week and received an enthused response. Received texts all day yesterday and today from everyone giving this reason and the next why they couldn't do it. Hmph! I had already made my dish (red beans and rice, yummm) and purchased everything for Pimms (including Pimms tumblers!). Went in feeling very agitated with everyone and fully prepared to give out silent treatment. Got myself all huffed up for nothing because everyone brought in their dishes!!!
I went all out with the buffet table and drinks. The spread looked amazing.
We ended up eating together for 2 hours. I thought everyone would sit at their desk and pick at their plates, but everyone gathered round and stuffed their faces. The food and drinks were delicious - Macedonia, Jamaica, Zimbabwe, India, Scotland, England and YES New Orleans USA was represented. Everyone was chuffed and thanked me for putting it together. Wooooo! Am good hostess afterall =D
Ok, time to shut window.
It's so fucking hot, I regularly feel that I am going to pass out on the tube / in class / at my desk.
My tutor has cut classes short every day the past two weeks. My boss has stopped asking us to do work. And the tube? Nothing is being done about that nonsense. We are advised to carry water and refrain from pulling the emergency lever in the case of an emergency. LU is a fucking joke.
It is a real trial to go to the gym. No one can ever tell me I'm not committed.
I am lucky enough to have air conditioning at home, but the hose has to go out of a window. I don't like having my windows open. Spiders and/or murderers and/or burglars can come in. I've opted for the heat in the night for safety. I don't sleep properly and wake up with a headache.
Autumn can't get here soon enough.
I decided to host a "native dish" potluck lunch for my colleagues. Gave out pretty invitations last week and received an enthused response. Received texts all day yesterday and today from everyone giving this reason and the next why they couldn't do it. Hmph! I had already made my dish (red beans and rice, yummm) and purchased everything for Pimms (including Pimms tumblers!). Went in feeling very agitated with everyone and fully prepared to give out silent treatment. Got myself all huffed up for nothing because everyone brought in their dishes!!!
I went all out with the buffet table and drinks. The spread looked amazing.
We ended up eating together for 2 hours. I thought everyone would sit at their desk and pick at their plates, but everyone gathered round and stuffed their faces. The food and drinks were delicious - Macedonia, Jamaica, Zimbabwe, India, Scotland, England and YES New Orleans USA was represented. Everyone was chuffed and thanked me for putting it together. Wooooo! Am good hostess afterall =D
Ok, time to shut window.