ok, it's official i have become a blog stalker. Being the voice behind a blog myself has made me obsessed, with blogs, and especially blogs of aquaintences who's blogy words i attempt to decode.....not even of people i know that well, but i am definetly forming bloggy opinions. It could be worse, i could be addicted to far more dangerous vices than blog stalking, but still, it's dangerous none the less. secretly i hope my stalkies stalk me back, think about it, it's very romantic comedy meets creepy.
In other news, the pub is totally full of up and downs. Last night KC my rockstar roomie got yelled at for "wastage" issues dispite the fact that she is amazing and had just rocked the pants off the up selling competition( which went un-noted) and i got accused of letting a coustomer fool me and the till out of fifty pounds......which if that is the case, I am sorry i am so trusting, and hey, criminals entering the pub is not my issue. Much petty mistrust flew about from the management and passive agressive signs about closing doors quietly were posted on the walls. Hey save a tree and verbaly tell me to close the door with care. yikes! Anyway, KC and I went to a neighboring pub and some regulars from our place bought us drinks. Basically the job is cool, and obviously the regulars awesome.....but yeah, there are issues from the up and ups.
Diferent subject--- I am officially in a dance class, i am a dancer, and loves it! I'm taking a contact improv class at a dance school near my flat, and it reminds me SO much of carl flink goodness...also i must digress the moset attractive man just walked by starbucks where i am utilizing the internet. He also looks like my 18year-old-self-s ain true first love....i am so doomed. haha, wow, and we return. sooooooo dance class is cool! ha, i need to focus and drink less coffee. Anna and i are taking in some theatre tonight. So i must go get ready to paint the town red! cheers from the london adventure!