7/8 - Familiar Scenes

What I did:

I debated for a long time about how early I should try to get back into London. If I got back early enough, I could drop off my stuff and then head back into actual London (which I simplify – I am staying in Fleet, which British people would not consider London at all, but even most of them don’t know where it is, so being from Texas and being used to saying that I live in Dallas when I actually live an hour away in a town called Sherman has bled through to this. Fleet is about a 40 minute train ride out from London, so I will try to be more specific) to go to a meditation thing at Moot. I eventually decided a bath and seeing if Matt could drive me to the rail station after work was worth it more than rushing and getting a bus into town.

So I walked around. I guess I can spill this now. I have been trying to find some nice thank you gift for Matt and Rachel, but I continue to draw a blank. I went out in one last desperate effort and still came away empty handed. I guess I am overthinking it terribly. But I at least left George something and a bag with an explanation as to why it is relatively empty (which is upstairs, btw, if you haven’t found it yet, I left it as a somewhat pleasant surprise to come across).

After walking around for a while, I got some lunch and headed back to finish packing up and getting ready to go. I still had a while before Matt got off work, so I spent some time online, reading, and dozing off. Finally, Rachel got back and put on an episode of 24, but right as she was about to start, Matt came in. It worked out well, though, and after saying bye to them both I got on my train to take me out of Sheffield for what I hope is not forever.

The train ride was fine (I seem to be having more luck on them now-a-days) and I got into Fleet. Now, I was debating on how to get my stuff from the station to Graham’s house and my shoulders started to ache just thinking about the last time I had all this stuff with me in that location. I finally (and wisely) decided to get a taxi. As much as I hate that, I just couldn’t take hauling all that stuff all that way again. It is a decision I definitely do not regret. When I got to the house, some guys were meeting upstairs, so I stayed covert on the bottom floor for a while, just glad I am finally here again.

I just spent the rest of the night relaxing and watching some tv. I got in part of a movie called Drop Zone, but cut it short to catch Ghostbusters 2.

What I learned:

I can see how Twitter can easily become addicting.

Humans have as many hair follicles (as much density of hair) as chimpanzees. Chimp’s hair is just longer and thicker. We also don’t grow hair in the same places – lips, palms of hands, soles of feet.

I am a terrible gift giver, but a much better server. I would rather any day to show my appreciation by washing dishes than by giving a gift.

What to do if a psycho-kinetic ectoplasmic slime takes over the city – statue of liberty play.