the camelion Poet (
altogetherisi) wrote2009-06-26 06:57 am
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Holiday!
I'm going in about an hour!
I spent ages fighting with my luggage yesterday, trying to reduce it under 10kg, and making sure I don't have any liquids over 100ml, and trying to figure out exchange rates. I'm so glad its overcast and might rain a whole lot today - not just because I'm leaving, because I'm not going very far and Brittany basically has the same kinda weather as the UK, but mainly because it means I can wear m jeans and hoodie to the airport without boiling, and therefore do not have to put them in the suitcase. Seriously, I am weirded out by my lack of stuff. I am hardly taking any paper, despite intending to do loads of writing, because its heavy, and I'm only taking two books to read. At least I can buy paper if I need it - I only read French a tiny bit better than I speak it, which is little to none.
Shocked, confused and sad about the death of Michael Jackson. I was online last night - LJ slowed down suddenly, my cousin mentioned it on facebook about 2300. I turned on the BBC News Channel, and went to twitter and some gossip sites. There was about 15, maybe 20 minutes when it wasn't confirmed, and maybe 5 minutes when I thought he might have been in a coma, but I thought he must have died just for the huge amount of attention really, and then the confirmed it about 23:25 I guess, something like that. Twitter worked on and off for me - sometimes it was fine, and the trending was huge. Sometimes so many people were using it, twitter simply couldn't handle it. People keep mentioning that deaths come in threes, particularly because Ed McMahon and Farrah Fawcett also dying, and its strange but yesterday not much else was happening; I watched Andy Murray play some superb tennis, but someone said on the radio that basically everyone was waiting for Glasto and the rest of the summer, and it was a slow day - I seemed to be constantly refreshing stuff. And there was this moment at about 2250 when I realised I should really go to bed, but I decided to stay up a bit longer and keep refreshing and stuff a bit longer. And now I can't really remember why I made the decision not to go to bed then, but I didn't, and then this happened, and I heard. I'm just shocked, confused and saddened.
But, back to my life, in which I'm excited to be going on holiday! So, mixed times.
I hope everyone is ok, and I'll be back in a week!
I spent ages fighting with my luggage yesterday, trying to reduce it under 10kg, and making sure I don't have any liquids over 100ml, and trying to figure out exchange rates. I'm so glad its overcast and might rain a whole lot today - not just because I'm leaving, because I'm not going very far and Brittany basically has the same kinda weather as the UK, but mainly because it means I can wear m jeans and hoodie to the airport without boiling, and therefore do not have to put them in the suitcase. Seriously, I am weirded out by my lack of stuff. I am hardly taking any paper, despite intending to do loads of writing, because its heavy, and I'm only taking two books to read. At least I can buy paper if I need it - I only read French a tiny bit better than I speak it, which is little to none.
Shocked, confused and sad about the death of Michael Jackson. I was online last night - LJ slowed down suddenly, my cousin mentioned it on facebook about 2300. I turned on the BBC News Channel, and went to twitter and some gossip sites. There was about 15, maybe 20 minutes when it wasn't confirmed, and maybe 5 minutes when I thought he might have been in a coma, but I thought he must have died just for the huge amount of attention really, and then the confirmed it about 23:25 I guess, something like that. Twitter worked on and off for me - sometimes it was fine, and the trending was huge. Sometimes so many people were using it, twitter simply couldn't handle it. People keep mentioning that deaths come in threes, particularly because Ed McMahon and Farrah Fawcett also dying, and its strange but yesterday not much else was happening; I watched Andy Murray play some superb tennis, but someone said on the radio that basically everyone was waiting for Glasto and the rest of the summer, and it was a slow day - I seemed to be constantly refreshing stuff. And there was this moment at about 2250 when I realised I should really go to bed, but I decided to stay up a bit longer and keep refreshing and stuff a bit longer. And now I can't really remember why I made the decision not to go to bed then, but I didn't, and then this happened, and I heard. I'm just shocked, confused and saddened.
But, back to my life, in which I'm excited to be going on holiday! So, mixed times.
I hope everyone is ok, and I'll be back in a week!