At the very last minute, I got a ticket into the VP Debate Hall and got to see it in person. I also got to shake hands with John Oliver, and gush about how obsessed with him and the Daily Show I am.
IT WAS SO. SICK.
Yerp. Back to work.
So I'm sort of on Weight Watchers Lite (aka, WW Online, in which I answer only to myself, and can decide to take a week off for some reason or other and not have to answer to others' disapproving stares, haha.) The great thing is you weigh in once a week, which broke me of my habit of weighing myself a few times every day, and if you lose between 1-2 lbs, it makes you feel super good. (If you lose more than 2, unless it's the first three weeks, it tells you you're dropping too fast.) The thing is, if you gain? The site's still uber-supportive, but I can't help feeling like a piece of bloated, fat crap.
So, to combat the second 1+ weight gain in two weeks, I went running =P I've been having my craptacularity of the month, which I blamed for part of the weight gain, but the second one? I had no clue!
Post-running, I'd dropped 1.8 lbs of water weight. WATER WEIGHT. I put that number in the weight tracker instead. Maybe I am just fooling myself, but if fooling myself means I feel better, go running for half an hour, am high off endorphins and eat a tasty, healthy cereal breakfast? Screw it, I'm deluding myself all the time!
On other notes, I'm not as screwed with work today, but I still should go to class soon, after cereal. Woops.
I hate slow internet. It makes loading city maps so frustrating.
On other notes, I now know how to get from our hostel to M_E's Sirius's Place on Sloane Street and Pont, as well as to Rabbit's Place in Belgravia.
I AM SUCH A DORK!! ♥
I'm back from Cambridge. Why do they not make Wash U guys like they do here? Seriously! I have met far more UK people whose dopplegangers I wish existed in Wash U than I have Wash U people whose dopplegangers I wish existed in the UK (minus friends, but then, I don't want their dopplegangers, I just want them.)
Also, why am i obsessed with those people totally unlike myself? Like, for example, Dr. Chase on House M.D. I just started watching Season 1, and it is highly addictive. Which is bad, seeing as I desperately need to write.
Got mad fucked up last night.
Still want that car.
Off to Cambridge!
+ Call Brittany Ferries and ask them why I have to be at the port 45 min ahead of time, and see if 1/2 an hour ahead of time is sufficient. (Namely, because if not, that destroys my precarious train schedule to get to the port on time, and makes me bum in an unknown train station for two hours, which = sketchtastic.)
+ Call Jane about dropping off my suitcases with her
+ Do Laundry for the three upcoming trips
+ Figure out if I'm going to Stonehenge for the Summer Solstice. Make necessary traveling adjustments if so.
+ Do homework?