Sloooow.
The internet seems to be going excessively slowly today. I’ve been trying to upload a new Facebook profile picture since before I went to get some breakfast (toast, if you’re interested. And apple juice of course, but that should go without saying), and it’s still ‘Loading’. I get very impatient with slow internet. How I coped with dial up, I have no idea. If I had to go back to using dial up, I’d probably smash the keyboard over my head out of pure boredom.
Though dial up does have the groovy whirring connectingy noise. I can’t explain it any better than that, but if you’ve ever had dial up, you should know what I mean.
This morning, when my alarm went off at 7.45, I stumbled out of bed and over to my alarm clock (I have it on my desk, rather than on my bedside table so that I’m not tempted just to turn the alarm off and go back to sleep) and turned it off. Then I climbed back into bed, thinking ‘well, I can’t have a shower because there won’t be any hot water yet, so I’ll just close my eyes for a few minutes, and then I’ll get up’. Next thing I knew, it was 8.43. And I had a 9am lecture. I dived out of bed, threw on some clothes, scrunched my hair back into a ponytail, shoved my feet into my slip on shoes, grabbed my bag and a mint imperial (no time to clean my teeth) and hurried to Arts C133. Somehow, not only did I make it there on time, I managed to get there early. I have no idea how I did that, but I certainly impressed myself.
The dishes in our kitchen are still piling up. I really don’t want to have to wash them all, but I do have some free time, and if I don’t do the washing, I’ll be eating off the kitchen worktop since I have NO plates left. So I suppose I could go and do that (wash the dishes, that is, not eat off the kitchen worktop). It’s not like the internet is being particularly helpful right now anyway.
I also need to get a better layout for this blog at some point. But I’ll think about that tomorrow (to quote Scarlett O’Hara).