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[03:56] Without Tea
Date: 7/8/05 at 11:56AM
I usually have two or three cups of tea a day in my VI Mug. So far over here I am missing a) my mug (I left it at home goddamit and b) a decent cup of tea. You'd think that you'd be able to get one in England wouldn't you.
I usually drink Twinings - the Yunnan, Earl Grey, Afternoon and English Breakfast varieties. So far the only one of these I've been able to track down is English Breakfast. I've looked in Saisburys, Marks & Spencer, Tesco, CostCutter and any number of local corner shops. They just aren't to be found.
I did the trendite thing and went to Starbucks this afternoon because I'm trying to code and I REALLY need a cup of tea. They gave me a filthy cup of muck made by a company called Tazo. I'm not going to link to their site because it's covered in flash bollocks and I have no desire to help propogate their disgustingly vile teas any further - granted they seem to be corporate buddies with Starbucks but every litle bit :)
Anyhoo - I just found out that Twinings do mail order over here! I'm so into that! There is a catalouge and when you're ready, an Order Form. You don't really need the catalogue as everything is listed on the order form anyway.
[00:18] Here We Go Again
Date: 7/8/05 at 8:18AM
We've just been notified that we're going to be evacuated due to a "suspect package" outside a restaurant next to the station.
I think it's going to be a rather jumpy few days around here.
UPDATE: Police have all gone away again and we're allowed to stay. False alarm. Some bloke walked in downstairs about 10 minutes ago and said "Shit, I think I left my bag in Benjys". I think the police blew it up.
[00:00] NIN - Tales From The Mosh
Date: 7/8/05 at 8:00AM
Due to the munificence of a friend of a friend I got free tickets to the Nine Inch Nails gig on Tuesday night. I nearly didn't make it due to some work malarkey but in the end I did! It was in the Brixton Academy and the design of that place is very well thought out. It has a gently sloping floor, sloping down to the stage, so that you can ALWAYS see the stage no matter what your location.
I promptly lost everyone I was there with in the crowd and proceeded to have a good time anyway. I was somewhat foolishly atttired in a shirt as well as a t-shirt and this led to some trouble in the mosh.
It was a good gig and NIN didn't do the thing I REALLY hate that every band seems to do these days - an encore. If you want to play, play, if you want to stop, stop. Quit it with the ego pumping you bastards. There was a good mix of new and old stuff and the crowd was quite genteel for a rock gig.
Moshing is an interesting sport. It only occured to me on Tuesday night that it is a game combining elements of billiards/pool/snook er and breakout. You have to judge precise impact points and pressure required to break through to the next line. I got through to the second row but the front row were clinging to the barrier like limpets so I had to be content with getting an arm to the barrier (to anchor myself) and bouncing around there. At this point tradgedy struck. My sweat-soaked shirt started to creep down my non-fence holding arm and, as anyone who's been in a moshy situation before will know, you can't really move in an individual fashion. I was slowly being handcuffed and there was nothing I cuold do about it. Then, one of my earplugs started to depart and obviously I couldn't do anything about it being handcuffed and all. It left about an hour and a bit in I finally decided enough was enough and followed it. I couldn't really protect my head anymore and I was suffering the usual oxygen starvation coupled with a lack of anything substantial to eat since breakfast and my not so energy enhancing dinner of bourbon and ice. For the first time ever I bailed on the mosh and went out over the barrier!
This was interesting for me, another sign of the inevitable ageing process? Depressnig thoughts to think but I went and hung out with some other evacuees and had a good chat with them until one of my favourite songs came on and, and this is the surprising bit for me, managed to get back to the EXACT same spot I'd been in before the song even finished. I stayed there until the end of the concert.