the tall card

I am exhausted.

Lack of enthusiasm and exclamation marks can bring you smack down to earth.

Wednesday already? Nice surprise.

Listening to Led Zeppelin on the train. Seems to be helping to distract me from the overpowering smell of terry's chocolate orange.

I've got my fringe backcombed into a sort of messy quiff today. I look like I work in a&r.

Katherine is pretending to work on her laptop. It's no secret that she's playing solitaire.

She's getting her fix in the morning en route so she doesn't get found out at work. She's a solitaire addict.

I've got a rogue hair on my face somewhere but can't locate it so am suffering with a tickly eyebrow/upper cheek. Stupid malting long hair.

I look like a right twat this morning with my stupid hair, natural makeup and tartan scarf. If only I had a classic American novel...

Oh wait.

What's this? It's my beat up copy of The Great Gatsby of course.

My friend thinks the lyrics to Rock the Casbah are 'she really don't like it' and by thinks I mean is convinced.

She also thinks Judaism is Christianity and Africa is a country. We've had many arguments about this.

I'm of Jewish stock and my dad is from Cameroon which is a COUNTRY in AFRICA.

She'd do very poorly on University Challenge. Very poorly indeed.

Standing room only on this train. Wasn't expecting such a rush.

Why do the uprisen passengers insist it is their right to read the papers of the seated masses over their shoulders?

Especially the men. Thats right Stuart I saw you casually glance at Claire's paper. Don't you dare think you got away with that.

I accidentally kicked a lady as I got off the train and mumbled a rushed apology. I was listening to to the doors at 11 though.

Did she understand me or did she think I was an aggressive lunatic with a speech impediment?

Tall lady tried to play the 'height card' at the ticket barrier. I'm 5'1" with a quiff, I'm first.