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I'm melting!
Jun. 23rd, 2008 02:44 pmGeez, it's frakking hot outside. I just went to run a few office errands, and I'm really wishing I had worn a skirt today. (A quick check of bbc-weather tells me there is a max of 23C (73F) today, so perhaps I am just a whiner.) I'm so not a hot weather girl. Also, my hair is too long. I just cut my fringe this weekend, but maybe once it gets too long again I'll get a proper haircut and chop the rest of my hair off a bit too - shoulder length or something.
Friday night we had the goodbye party which was a rousing success. We had about ten people, which for London feels very impressive. We actually mostly ended up playing games and of course just talking, but the last person left around 7AM, so that seems good. We also played Spoons (the card game) for what felt like hours. I haven't played in years, and most of the Brits had never heard of it. The first few rounds people were kind of whatever, and then the more we played (and probably the more people drank) it started to get vicious. I got a spoon every time though, and four of a kind enough. It's not a hard game people! (Goodness, boasting about SPOONS, now I should worry.)
Spent Saturday helping Rach pack her bags and clear out her room, since she's flitted off to Serbia for the summer. Not that I miss her or anything, good riddance actually. Who needs her and all that... (HA! Rach I know you're out there somewhere. Are you checking your flist?) We put it all in the closet and then stacked boxes a bit. I guess if people move in I can only hope they don't have too much that they want stored! Also I'm now living half in her room and half in mine since my room is tiny. I don't want Jessie to leave, but I do want her room, so I'm all conflicted. But if someone moves into the third room before she leaves I'm really in trouble. No way that my stuff and Rach's stuff is all gonna fit into my tiny bedroom.
On Sat night after Rach left I had a marathon Skype conversation with my parents. They are in Atlanta, visitng Trev, but he's working all these crazy hours right now due to a bunch of layoffs at his work. So they were over at his flat, with his two roommates, just hanging out and all cooking dinner together, despite the fact that they weren't going to see him until the next day. I was like "are you sure you aren't bothering them?" and all parties vehemently rejected such an idea. Oh well, at least my parents know (and have stayed with/ hosted) both sets of their parents. My dad and Sean had just been to the grocery stores (Trader Joes and Krogers) for what sounded like a trip of at least two hours. My dad waxed lyrical for about twenty minutes about the people giving him free samples, and the fresh veg and the selection of everything, etc. plus small comments on water with electrolytes, the size of the watermelons, the prices, etc etc. See, people keep asking how my parents are going to deal with living in the States after so much time (once they both retire) and won't they miss England and all that. And I'm sure they will, but I'm also sure that America will have it's own fascination for them after being gone for so long. Or at the very least, it will have fascination for my dad. Of course, a dip in the road holds fascination for my dad, so that really isn't saying much. He's all about the who/what/why/when/where.
Hmmm, so...
Sunday wasn't much of anything, although I did manage to drag myself out to go running, which I was very impressed with. It's the first time I've gone on my own, and that's a good sign, since I'm worried about how hard it's going to be to make myself go now that Rach is away. It's slightly misleading to call it running actually, since what it is really is jogging interspersed with walking once I get too tired. But you gotta start somewhere, right? Also, today![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
being_fulfilled posted about mapmywalk and so I checked that out to see if I could figure out how long our route is. So right now what I'm doing came out to be 4.06 miles. From breaking it down it looks like this: walk 1 mile there, do two laps (half jog/half walk) that are a mile each, and then walk 1 mile back. In a way it's a shame there isn't a park closer to us, but I guess that walk to get there is just part of the exercise. And maybe once I get better I can run/jog part of that walking section too. Oh yes, and do more laps! So 4.06 miles works out to be 6.5 KM, so actually the 10K Rach wants to do sounds more reasonable then I thought. Man I'm such a wuss!
Also yesterday watched the new Dr Who. Man!! ( Cut for episode spoilers ) So all in all I'm totally excited for the next two.
Friday night we had the goodbye party which was a rousing success. We had about ten people, which for London feels very impressive. We actually mostly ended up playing games and of course just talking, but the last person left around 7AM, so that seems good. We also played Spoons (the card game) for what felt like hours. I haven't played in years, and most of the Brits had never heard of it. The first few rounds people were kind of whatever, and then the more we played (and probably the more people drank) it started to get vicious. I got a spoon every time though, and four of a kind enough. It's not a hard game people! (Goodness, boasting about SPOONS, now I should worry.)
Spent Saturday helping Rach pack her bags and clear out her room, since she's flitted off to Serbia for the summer. Not that I miss her or anything, good riddance actually. Who needs her and all that... (HA! Rach I know you're out there somewhere. Are you checking your flist?) We put it all in the closet and then stacked boxes a bit. I guess if people move in I can only hope they don't have too much that they want stored! Also I'm now living half in her room and half in mine since my room is tiny. I don't want Jessie to leave, but I do want her room, so I'm all conflicted. But if someone moves into the third room before she leaves I'm really in trouble. No way that my stuff and Rach's stuff is all gonna fit into my tiny bedroom.
On Sat night after Rach left I had a marathon Skype conversation with my parents. They are in Atlanta, visitng Trev, but he's working all these crazy hours right now due to a bunch of layoffs at his work. So they were over at his flat, with his two roommates, just hanging out and all cooking dinner together, despite the fact that they weren't going to see him until the next day. I was like "are you sure you aren't bothering them?" and all parties vehemently rejected such an idea. Oh well, at least my parents know (and have stayed with/ hosted) both sets of their parents. My dad and Sean had just been to the grocery stores (Trader Joes and Krogers) for what sounded like a trip of at least two hours. My dad waxed lyrical for about twenty minutes about the people giving him free samples, and the fresh veg and the selection of everything, etc. plus small comments on water with electrolytes, the size of the watermelons, the prices, etc etc. See, people keep asking how my parents are going to deal with living in the States after so much time (once they both retire) and won't they miss England and all that. And I'm sure they will, but I'm also sure that America will have it's own fascination for them after being gone for so long. Or at the very least, it will have fascination for my dad. Of course, a dip in the road holds fascination for my dad, so that really isn't saying much. He's all about the who/what/why/when/where.
Hmmm, so...
Sunday wasn't much of anything, although I did manage to drag myself out to go running, which I was very impressed with. It's the first time I've gone on my own, and that's a good sign, since I'm worried about how hard it's going to be to make myself go now that Rach is away. It's slightly misleading to call it running actually, since what it is really is jogging interspersed with walking once I get too tired. But you gotta start somewhere, right? Also, today
being_fulfilled posted about mapmywalk and so I checked that out to see if I could figure out how long our route is. So right now what I'm doing came out to be 4.06 miles. From breaking it down it looks like this: walk 1 mile there, do two laps (half jog/half walk) that are a mile each, and then walk 1 mile back. In a way it's a shame there isn't a park closer to us, but I guess that walk to get there is just part of the exercise. And maybe once I get better I can run/jog part of that walking section too. Oh yes, and do more laps! So 4.06 miles works out to be 6.5 KM, so actually the 10K Rach wants to do sounds more reasonable then I thought. Man I'm such a wuss!Also yesterday watched the new Dr Who. Man!! ( Cut for episode spoilers ) So all in all I'm totally excited for the next two.
