We went to the science museum today and there was an exhibition on mobile phones. If you don’t mind the slightly patronising tone of this, you might like this website. Read it and click “Plant Power” and keep going through. It’s interesting.
I thought the idea was excellent and I’d never heard of it before. Just keeping you informed.
Everything I own is pink.
Don’t wash scarves with your other washing.
Otherwise you end up with no white shirt anymore, or white anything.
Still, this is my first washing accident of my Uni career. Let’s just say I was drunk or something and tally it up to experience.
There were a grand total of 23 people in the maths lecture today.
There are meant to be more than that, much more.
TLABT*
*Everyone’s new favourite accronym. Titters like a blue tit. Use it and thank it’s creat0r, none other than the legendary Mike Doorly.
Ok so today was probably the most life changing experience I have encountered in my life ever. I think I’m trying to be sarcastic there but I honestly cannot be sure.
Today, Son Of Dork were doing a signing in the Edinburgh branch of HMV. Thankfully for me Claire had a spare special green band to let you in to see them.
Now initially I must admit, I wasn’t too bothered about this. I really just wanted them to all write “Sarah Rules” in my note book. Unfortunately they were only signing merchandise which sucked mildly.
So we got there and it was raining a lot. There was a fenced of queue outside the shop and yes, we looked like the oldest ones there. We stood there for a little while before we entered the shop, oo, nearly there. We were then penned off in an aisle to wait to go downstairs to see them. Finally, we were allowed down the escalator and QUEUE.
Yeah, weren’t quite as close as I thought. Anyway, this was fine I was there with Claire and her friends Karen and Lucy so company was had. It was also amusing to watch the girls who were crying and also play “count the slip on checkered vans”.
Queue and queue we did until FINALLY it was time to see them. I must admit, the closer ans closer I got to the front the more and more it felt like I was queueing for a roller coaster (yes, like an emotional roller coaster, clever). We were let in and well ok, this is a picture I took of them.
Yes, on the right there you may recognise James. Yes, he’s the one from Busted who isn’t Fightstar. Anyway, I had a plan for my camera. What other picture could I take but this one.
Mwuhahaha. JAMES PULL A STUPID FACE. Anyway, he was alright about doing that, seemed confused initially but deep down he knew it made sense.
Then I got to the bassist (yum yum yum) on the other end of the table, Steve. And of course I needed the same picture. Here’s some form of transript:
Sarah Rules: Hey, can I get a picture with you?
Steve: Oh no, sorry.
SR: What? Come on.
S: Yeah I’m kidding, course you can. We have to do this like Father Christmas with you sitting on my lap. [note that’s what he wanted, not that’s what he actually had to do]
SR: Erm actually, if you could pull a face for me that would be great. Like this. [Cue me pulling the face]
S: Oh yeah sure.
[I take a myspace-esque photo of us]
S: Let me see. Oh no, I can do better, let me take one.
[He takes a myspace-esque photo of us]
S: Oh now that’s f**king it!
SR: Excellent, thanks.
And here we go. My favourite photo of all time I suspect. I am a Son Of Dork convert merely because Steve was awesome and wanted me to sit on his lap.
 
Two words: Jealous Much?
 Thought so.
I think I should be reading a book for my lectures tomorrow. Maybe. I think. Yeah, I should but WHATEVER. I’m still finding time to be bored. No, not bored, but just lacking in things. Although I’m not really, this is self enforced tedium.
The Test Icicles last night were awe to the some. I always feel the coolest when I know other people when I go to gigs, especially the less commercial ones. Although I have just undone the cool by mentioning my love of it.
I climbed Arthur’s Seat today for the first time this year, first time since the fireworks night episode in fact. It’s so nice up there, although stupidly windy and cold up the top this time of year (listen to me, I’ve been here what, 4/5 months and I think I know it all, siiiigh. No commenets from anyone about me “knowing it all”.)
Random thought of the day:
The cross trainer is my favourite thing at the gym because it allows me to stealthily dance to my music without alerting anyone around me to the fact. I’d look damn stupid dancing on the treadmill.
We got snow.
Also, actual real conversation:
Mam: Is there a Virgin Megastores in Clacton?
Me: No, there isn’t a virgin in Clacton.
Amy: There isn’t a virgin in Clacton! HA!
Amy wins. I’m sure you get the gist of why that’s funny but to appreciate fully you should optimally be living somewhere near Clacton.
Get on it.