Self-aggrandising downtime hyperbole
Aug. 13th, 2010 11:50 pmEarlier today I realised how used I am to doing this.
Hostel down from London Bridge. Paid my ten bits and requested a bottom bunk. Got upstairs. Sharing a dorm with 7 French people. Walked in, said hi, unslung my two packs. Pulled the cage locker out from beneath the bed. Squeezed pack and backpack into underbunk locker. Put baggie with toiletries to the front so I could pull them through the grill without having to unlock the cage. Locked it. Unzipped laptop, set it charging. Looped the drawstring bag I keep my cards in and the keychain through the mesh of the top bunk, in front of my face. Took the supplied blanket, stuffed enough of it beneath the top bunk to serve as a curtain. Gives me some dark and privacy. Used the laptop case to store the phone, entry cards, earplugs, excess cabling, wedged it between my bunk and the wall heater (which is off). Wedged novel spine down, used it to slot the access card for handiness. Water bottle too. Switched to track pants, got comfortable. Opened laptop by the side of my head, plugged in earphones. Used iPhone to check a couple of timezones. Too early to text anyone. Set alarm for 6:30am to be safe. The entire exercise now takes about three minutes. Passed out in fifteen seconds.
There was a bookish girl on the bunk kittycorner to mine watching me like she was wondering what country she was actually in.
I've been dry shaving with the same blunt disposable for two months now. I'm totally, like, Rambo and shit.*
*: Tip: short, flicking strokes.
Hostel down from London Bridge. Paid my ten bits and requested a bottom bunk. Got upstairs. Sharing a dorm with 7 French people. Walked in, said hi, unslung my two packs. Pulled the cage locker out from beneath the bed. Squeezed pack and backpack into underbunk locker. Put baggie with toiletries to the front so I could pull them through the grill without having to unlock the cage. Locked it. Unzipped laptop, set it charging. Looped the drawstring bag I keep my cards in and the keychain through the mesh of the top bunk, in front of my face. Took the supplied blanket, stuffed enough of it beneath the top bunk to serve as a curtain. Gives me some dark and privacy. Used the laptop case to store the phone, entry cards, earplugs, excess cabling, wedged it between my bunk and the wall heater (which is off). Wedged novel spine down, used it to slot the access card for handiness. Water bottle too. Switched to track pants, got comfortable. Opened laptop by the side of my head, plugged in earphones. Used iPhone to check a couple of timezones. Too early to text anyone. Set alarm for 6:30am to be safe. The entire exercise now takes about three minutes. Passed out in fifteen seconds.
There was a bookish girl on the bunk kittycorner to mine watching me like she was wondering what country she was actually in.
I've been dry shaving with the same blunt disposable for two months now. I'm totally, like, Rambo and shit.*
*: Tip: short, flicking strokes.
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Date: 2010-08-13 11:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-13 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 09:24 am (UTC)Ow ow ow, your poor face! *winces*
When I said you could use anything from the bathroom, did I not make it clear that that included shaving gel and a fresh razor? Are you some sort of masochist?
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Date: 2010-08-14 10:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 10:56 am (UTC)I mean, erm, *swoon* "You're so... so manly!"
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Date: 2010-08-14 12:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-15 12:25 am (UTC)Why write a whole horror novel when you can just drop a line like that one?
Ow. My face hurts in sympathy :(
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Date: 2010-08-15 09:09 am (UTC)