I feel like dancing
In the rain
Can I have a volunteer?
Just keep right on dancing.
What a damn jolly good idea.
It's a rainy day in Mot'. Which is nice when you're sitting inside on the couch under a duvet, but far less pleasant when you have to ride
on your bike
BUT! This afternoon, something broke and they sent us home early! AND! One of the girls stuck my bike in the back of her car and gave me a ride home!
And I went to the New World and bought some Vanilla Chai teabags. And I went to the bookstore and bought a new cheesy spy novel. And soon I am going to take a hot hot shower, change into comfy clothes, and sit on the couch under the duvet and enjoy my two new purchases while listening to the CD I bought this weekend. And then tonight is TV night, which means The Simpsons and Friends and Scrubs and Queer Eye for the Straight Guy all in a row. I just need to convince myself not to go to the fish and chips shop, because then I just might bust with the contentment. (And no, I would not be getting fish at the shop. The chicken patty is good, as are the corn patty and the pineapple ring, so my choices are multiple.) Ah, I just remembered, our preferred fish and chips shop is closed Monday and Tuesday, so I'm safe there.
This afternoon there was a big blue Flying Kiwi bus parked on High Street. And I thought to myself "I wonder if I know the driver of that bus." And then down the street come Markus and Sushi from the trip I took months ago. Cool. I talked to them for a time, and that was nice. They're one day from their last trip of the season, and are leaving the country next week, so this was my absolute last chance to run into them. Worked out perfectly.
I want a Mr. Knightly icon. And an apple. And a Quo Vadimus? one. And some other things that I've forgotten. Damn.