Friday, July 22, 2005

Full Of Shenanigans

So terrorists have struck again in the UK, or at least they tried. This bunch were clearly not the brains of the outfit as the explosive's they'd brought along had (apparently) degraded to the point were they no longer were explosives and were now just goo. The official reaction to all this has been prompt and decisive (well apart from Parliaments, who have decided to go on an eleven week holiday - that'll teach 'em!), and this morning undercover officers shot one of them dead on the underground. I'll tell you though, I'm surprised that there was a second wave, no matter how unsuccesful, and it does make you wonder how many more there may be, and also how people from such a priviliged country as this can end up feeling so disenfranchised that suicide bombing seems the right and appropriate thing to do. Oddly though, growing up in the seventies with the constant threats from both the IRA and nuclear annihilation, you learn to live with the imminent possibility of death, or at least I did. What's more uncomfortable than that is the sheer number of police and security everywhere you go, and the number of armed police you see too. That's pretty sad.
Sadder than all this though, is the knock-on effect which has stopped my pretty little Canadian from coming to see me this summer - that's a real blow to me, a real and almost crushing disappointment. But we're still committed to each other, and frankly I'm now more motivated than ever to find myself employed in almost any capacity - I need money and I need it NOW!
This morning when I was out paying bills (yay! I do so love that...) I bumped into someone who greeted me enthusiastically, chatted for a few breathless minutes, and then went on her way. And I have absolutely no idea who she was. I have the very vague feeling of almost recognising her, and for some reason I find myself thinking that her name is Vicki, but I honestly don't know who she is or where I might know her from. And now I never will, which is nice.
In other odd occurences, every lunchtime this week my phone has rung, and when I answer it whoever is calling hangs up. And they've blocked their number before you say anything, so I've no idea who it is and I can't call them back. I keep meaning to not answer it, so that maybe they'll leave a message, but I only ever remember that afterwards...
I don't really feel like writing anything right now though, I've only managed to get this far by sheer force of will. Remind me to talk about the manned space programme tomorrow, okay? Or y'know, don't, whichever suits you, I got a million rants...

1 Comments:

At 4:45 AM, Blogger Emily said...

ah yes...dude i've realized that blogging will be instrumental in keeping tabs on each other in the upcoming lives of ours so i'm gonna work on popping in more often...basically whenever i'm ramblin' on mine ne. i've got that ambitious itch and nothing to scratch it with!!!! (wow i need to put that in my blog lol)

wish me luck for brunch tomorrow...i hope you find a job soon!!!! :D we should just pool the good-luck we find and that can be efficient maybe...DUDE did you read about my tiger shirt? it is so killer! ;D

arvind called to reschedule the brunch/lunch thing to 10 instead of 11 and it was great talking to him...

ramble ramble ramble...

BUT YEAH HE CALLED ME!!!! he sounds great on the phone too lol

i think i probably sounded really...happy lol

uhm...(as i just keep going on and on...) what a great comment this is...i'm totally on topic...totally giving my input on your life...

totally NOT lol

uhm...

so what exactly IS killer7? that's what it's called right? i dunno that i've heard of it...i assume you kill things...or people...with guns...

i gotsa jam...the ac in here is freezing meeeee and i should go read and sleeeeeep.

*so excited* lol

GOD I'M A DORK!!!! STUPID COMMENT!!! I should really just e-mail. But it's so convenient to be able to hit you up here...

;p

lazy bastard...that's me...

yeah that's a new bad habit i have to quit...

let's improve our vocab and not talk shit anymore ok? (ya right)

haha ;p

YES THE IRONY

uhm..

k

lol i'm severely finished now :D

 

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