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I've just wasted 2 hours obsessing over 10 missing pounds.
I know exactly what bills I took today, have perfect recollection of the change people gave me, but there's still cash missing. Of course there is, you dolt, you topped up the Tube card!
There's absolutely no point to that story, other than I wasted $4.50 by going to the famous Portobello Road market where I found nothing but antiques that I don't have a fancy house for and surprisingly ugly clothes (although there was this gorgeous plaid cloth, but it was 30 quid per cut and they were made of wool and I still don't know if I'm allergic to the stuff But gorgeous.). So to make myself feel better since I was ridding hard on the weepy side of depression by that point (do I not like big crowds of people), I stopped by Camden Town, were everything is wonderful and fantastic and I spent too much money again, but this time I did get bargains, unlike last time where I three away 10 pounds by not buying two jackets together and apparently, as I discovered today to my great distress, threw away another 7 by not looking at every stall first before making a purchase (a sweater I got for 25 is on sale for 18 someplace else *weeps*). In my defense, that place is huge. Camden Lock market is a maze! A maze! Prices range all over the place from cheap for London to omg are you crazy I'm not paying this! There's this cool looking shirt I found at a place that seemed to be second hand because there was only one copy of each item, but the really flimsy shirt cost 29. A long sleeve shirt cost 35. I can buy a jacket for 35! Although not at that really cool Goth place where they have clothes that look form the 19th century except in gothic style (duh). I didn't even bother asking the price for the one I wanted. If that number on the price tag of the one next to it had been in dollars, I would have had to do some major soul searching before even considering it. *cries* Damn you, London! Why must you show me such pretty things and then snatch them away?
I am so tired. I feel sleepy and sun beaten even though I saw very little sun and this high up on the planet you hardly feel it, but I think the dehydration and lack of food might have something to do with it. I can barely keep myself up in this chair. I've been walking way too much these past few days.
Why am I still thinking of that jacket?! Ah!! *goes to search the internets*
Studying? What's studying?
There's absolutely no point to that story, other than I wasted $4.50 by going to the famous Portobello Road market where I found nothing but antiques that I don't have a fancy house for and surprisingly ugly clothes (although there was this gorgeous plaid cloth, but it was 30 quid per cut and they were made of wool and I still don't know if I'm allergic to the stuff But gorgeous.). So to make myself feel better since I was ridding hard on the weepy side of depression by that point (do I not like big crowds of people), I stopped by Camden Town, were everything is wonderful and fantastic and I spent too much money again, but this time I did get bargains, unlike last time where I three away 10 pounds by not buying two jackets together and apparently, as I discovered today to my great distress, threw away another 7 by not looking at every stall first before making a purchase (a sweater I got for 25 is on sale for 18 someplace else *weeps*). In my defense, that place is huge. Camden Lock market is a maze! A maze! Prices range all over the place from cheap for London to omg are you crazy I'm not paying this! There's this cool looking shirt I found at a place that seemed to be second hand because there was only one copy of each item, but the really flimsy shirt cost 29. A long sleeve shirt cost 35. I can buy a jacket for 35! Although not at that really cool Goth place where they have clothes that look form the 19th century except in gothic style (duh). I didn't even bother asking the price for the one I wanted. If that number on the price tag of the one next to it had been in dollars, I would have had to do some major soul searching before even considering it. *cries* Damn you, London! Why must you show me such pretty things and then snatch them away?
I am so tired. I feel sleepy and sun beaten even though I saw very little sun and this high up on the planet you hardly feel it, but I think the dehydration and lack of food might have something to do with it. I can barely keep myself up in this chair. I've been walking way too much these past few days.
Why am I still thinking of that jacket?! Ah!! *goes to search the internets*
Studying? What's studying?