"Why is this happening to me?" I asked my mother in tears the other day. My housing situation had taken a turn for the (even) worse and I was about to move to a hotel rather than sleep in the gutter. I suppose it bears pointing out that I have no friends to speak of, and my letting agent had ripped up my lease in a fit of letting agent-ness.
My mother then made loud, angry regurgitation noises over the phone and said sagely, "that's what London's doing to you." I'm not sure if she meant that London was just trying to evacuate me, or if it was actually chewing me up and spitting me out, but either way she's not far off.
Since then, I blackmailed my new landlord and moved into a flat that is an active construction site. On Sunday morning I woke up to three builders staring into my bedroom. Right now I'm sitting here, under the covers typing and I have goosebumps. Tomorrow, I've been told, they are planning on putting a hole in my wall to the outside. It snowed today. I asked if they could maybe finish it the same day as I wasn't particularly fond of camping. "Don't worry, love. The 'ole will only be about as big as this 'ere," the 'ead builder said, pointing to a packing box that was two feet tall.
But all that said, I get a kick out of the East End. I went to the Brick Lane market on Sunday and was pleased as punch to find a Japanese deep fried street food stand set up. Last night I had a curry with my new flatmate who seems remarkably sane and visited my new local (that means: the closest pub to my home) and found that they have a pretty decent jukebox. My flat is just above a Thai restaurant so no one is going to blame me for the stink this time, and I'm just a few minutes away from about fifteen Vietnamese restaurants. 'appy days.
I AM NOT SURE IF THAT IS THE MOST CLEVER CONSUMER-SPECIFIC ADVERTISING I HAVE EVER SEEN OR IF THAT WHOLE THING IS A JOKE.
My favorite part is how Humans is capitalized, as if perhaps you are being targeted by a group of Aliens trying to launch their new anal probe in disguise as a phone. DON'T BUY IT LINA. DON'T.
Brandy Vogeding | January 8, 2009 3:16 AM | ReplyConfront the issues in your life.
You can no longer submit yourself to the irony of your own choices.
You respond to people indifferently because you want to be perceived as indifferent to them. Perhaps you should then ask yourself to at least consider your own feelings.
You feel this way because you continue to make choices that fall between a very grey area drawn between moral and social dilemmas.
Sometimes what is acceptable in the self-gratifying sense is not always acceptable in the social sense. You are very familiar with this.
You are a stronger person than you give yourself credit for.
You comprehend and analyze more than most Humans do, but so do you also internalize more than most.
You are a victim of your own vices, and an addict to your own perception.
The world and reality you perceive is a grand illusion that induces delusion.
What choices will you make?
You spend so much of your time walking the city streets. Stop and ask yourself - "are you living the life you imagined?"
Have you considered getting a new phone by the way? http://www.livetelecom.com/images/footer/LgLogo.gif
Just Someone Friendly Passing Through while Leaving a Thought for You | January 7, 2009 10:42 AM | ReplyI'm glad to hear you're resettled in a good food district. Keep the commentaries coming!
rachel | January 6, 2009 9:38 PM | Reply