26 surr street

Damn. Mondays are boring, realllllly boring...esp. since i don't have a damn job. i'm starting to feel like tommy from the show 'martin'..it doesn't help that i know i haven't put in 100% effort in finding a job though, despite the fact that, if you know me, i can't stay idle for too long. i've made some progress though - i re-vamped the resume, er, CV as it is called outside of the u.s. of a.(a bit lot more thorough than a resume)..and i vow to get my CV reviewed @ uni. 2mrw...yeah? i even met another potential job contact last nite at a bday party for a friend of a friend...i also was re-introduced to this guy, let's call him 'hespo' who i met through my friend monica. hespo lived within walking distance of the bday party that he, monica, and i were at, but insisted on driving me home..hmm..i wonder yy? guess it sucks to be hespo cuz i am soo not interested romantically, but hey, thx for the ride! (thumbs up). i almost feel bad for ignoring his txt msg this morning...

besides all this job talk, i have been in my new flat for a week now- a cosy little place near caledonian rd..REPRESENT! too bad i learned my area was known back in the day, for prostitution..um, yah...i just hope that was waaaay back in the day?!? regardless, i haven't run into any ladies-of-the-night, but i'm telling you that slightly malnourished woman at the bus stop could not have been a crackphene....and maybe i shouldn't mention the fact that, if you take a certain unnamed bus route just two stops from the nearest tube station, which is 5min walking distance to my flat, you will be at the 'h.m. pentonville prison'. oh yes, ladies and gents, a prison.
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hmmm...let's reminisce on that day i took that unnamed bus route: i was on my way to king's X and the cute little automated feminine voice that notifies you of the next stop says, 'h.m pentonville prison'..i'm thinking, wtf? WTF? hmmmm..i wonder why the estate agent never mentioned a prison when trying to rent the flat to me?!? and noone on the bus even flinched when the automated lady said 'prison'.. they were completely unaffected by that 'p' word. but not i.
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alright, enough reminiscing! i did manage to see pineapple express today! HILARIOUS! and i bought mr.president hopeful barack obama's memoir 'dreams from my father' . i'll let you know how this read goes..should be interesting =)


p.s- i actually finished sarah palin's RNC speech and her cheap jabs at barack were good, but i still think she's an idiot...and the alaskan governor is a bit violent, no? with children named trig, (hmm..kinda close to 'trigger'), and bristol (hmm..rhymes with 'pistol)..hunting makes an impact in all areas of her life.

good-nite!