Still saying BYEEE to sparkly London (part II)
for 14 years you were mine, and I was yours
I know, I know, it's not "the end", I'll go here on vacation, fabulous, fantastic vacations with lots of wine and lots of sparkles, but I won't have a home here and I won't be able to flee here whenever Sweden feels like a giant trap and the colors drain out of everything and the big, bad boredom rolls over me.
And yes, I try to list the cons as well as the pros, I do, because, man, does living in London have some pretty huge cons. But somehow in the state I'm in everything just keep coming up pros; it's the sweet 60-year-old male cashier in the grocery store who calls me "love", it's the smell of marijuana that, like clockwork, encases the twin's building from sometime thursday afternoon until monday morning, it's the fact that that my local M&S offers me wine in a plastic glass with a lid on top in their "food to go" section.
Of course, my stay this time has been completely and utterly taken over by the NOTW phone hacking scandal. We update ourselves everyday, and then we check the news again because there's just so much going on at the same time, and then we go to wine bars and meet up with others and compare stories. And there's been some truly bizarre moments, such as watching former notw-editor/national idiot Paul McMullan on TV wearing the same suit he's had on for the last five days since he hasn't been able to go home on account of trying to stay away from the police, because: "I don't think I've done anything wrong" (uh, it's not really up to you), prompting the interviewer to after the commercial break announce that "Paul McMullan has left the studio...and the building", possibly to prevent any oncoming swarm of scotland yarders into the studio.
Though last night we watched this totally fascinating BBC show about the big bang. I learnt a lot of stuff (though particle physics admittedly not the easiest field of science to explain to a person like me with no prior knowledge or understanding in an hour). Like for example about how important the doppler effect was for the big bang theory, and that the scientists first mistook the sound that turned out to be remnants from the big bang for pigeon poo on the antenna, and so spent a lot of time cleaning the antenna from pigeon poo before, you know, going on to win the Nobel Prize.
Hej tjockis.
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