Once I'd done my first week at work it started to dawn on me today that I can once again become a consumer. Oh such joy, I've already planned how and what to spend my first paycheck on. Astonishingly none of it involves porn; I think I've become a slightly mature adult. Ah well, there's always impulse buying.
I think one thing I'm gonna do is to move apartments. The place I have now is fine and I like living with my friend Jim and his girlfriend, Canadian Kandi. But I just want to do better than live in Stoke Newington. It's not on the Tube so I have to rely on the trains which really fuck me off, they're about as reliable as Silver. The bus service is good but takes forever to get anywhere. I mean, I live here, but I don't do anything here really. I have some friends further down the road and all but when I go out it's into the Central London usually and to get back here late at night is really a pain in the arse. I feel like I'm commuting from Forest Hills on the G-train everyday. It's not the area you picture in you mind when you think of London. And I think now that I've got my career going again I would like things more on my own terms you know?
Anyway, something I really need to do is to buy new clothes and some furniture. Don't forget when I left NY all my worldly possessions consisted of a guitar and two suitcases of clothes and assorted items. But I'm glad that I'm in the position to be able to think about starting over materially. First on the list is some nice bed linen, no more sleeping in newspaper for this boy, hooray!
I think one thing I'm gonna do is to move apartments. The place I have now is fine and I like living with my friend Jim and his girlfriend, Canadian Kandi. But I just want to do better than live in Stoke Newington. It's not on the Tube so I have to rely on the trains which really fuck me off, they're about as reliable as Silver. The bus service is good but takes forever to get anywhere. I mean, I live here, but I don't do anything here really. I have some friends further down the road and all but when I go out it's into the Central London usually and to get back here late at night is really a pain in the arse. I feel like I'm commuting from Forest Hills on the G-train everyday. It's not the area you picture in you mind when you think of London. And I think now that I've got my career going again I would like things more on my own terms you know?
Anyway, something I really need to do is to buy new clothes and some furniture. Don't forget when I left NY all my worldly possessions consisted of a guitar and two suitcases of clothes and assorted items. But I'm glad that I'm in the position to be able to think about starting over materially. First on the list is some nice bed linen, no more sleeping in newspaper for this boy, hooray!
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hmm, i wonder how long before the tube goes out of business now that marge is thinking about riding it.
You know I heard that London's going out of business and the South East is leaving the Union to join France, you can't blame it all on me now. Mind you that noxious fart on the Central line this morning didn't help, oh how I laughed as they beat me.
Thank you marge. I've actually never agreed with you more, and i appreciate the advice. I really do appreciate it, despite the fact that you are a chazzwuzzer!
I'll Chazzwuzz you, you little freak. I'm not entirely sure what that meant but you get the gist.
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