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It's one of those hot, excrutiatingly bright days. I don't want to go out in that, but am being forced to by
dodgyhoodoo, who is aware that I have to go out and buy businessy things. I cannot use migraines in sunny weather as an excuse because he gave me this hat, apparently. Bright light is still bright light no matter where in your line of sight it is, thanks.
Y'know what? Fuck it. I'm not going anywhere fucking near Central London in this weather; I'm going to Brent Cross instead. It's going to be crowded, but it's also going to be air-conditioned. If I'm going to be forced to buy evil work clothes, it's going to be as convenient as humanly possible, and the furthest I want to walk outdoors is to Finchley Central.
If I can afford it, I shall also buy writable CDs (probably not many, if I want decent quality).
Then home to work on maps and notes and things. And play Sims or something.
I hate the hell out of this.
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Y'know what? Fuck it. I'm not going anywhere fucking near Central London in this weather; I'm going to Brent Cross instead. It's going to be crowded, but it's also going to be air-conditioned. If I'm going to be forced to buy evil work clothes, it's going to be as convenient as humanly possible, and the furthest I want to walk outdoors is to Finchley Central.
If I can afford it, I shall also buy writable CDs (probably not many, if I want decent quality).
Then home to work on maps and notes and things. And play Sims or something.
I hate the hell out of this.