Phone woes

I think I just managed to order a new phone.

Of course, I think that means my number is going to change. Again.

Blast it all. Cell phones are so much easier in the US. And the customer service is much much much much much much better. I suspect that I might receive worse service simply because I have an American accent, but that could just be the paranoia popping up to say hello.

Found out today that my medieval history class is going a field trip around medieval London, starting with Westminster Abbey. I am so thrilled. No really. I'm thrilled. I just can't show how excited I am because they'll tease me. Again.

I've decided I like the double decker buses a lot more than I like the bendy buses. I like sitting up top, preferably in the back row, just so's I can stare vacantly out of the window and not really have to worry about anyone staring back. Being stuck on the ground floor in a bendy bus just isn't as entertaining. Although, if you can manage to get that very front seat opposite the driver on a bendy bus (especially if it's way past your bedtime and you're fighting to stay awake), it feels like you're driving the bus. Sort of. You have to be really really really tired.

There was something else I wanted to write about....I've forgotten it now. Got sidetracked cutting off all my nails so I could type faster with fewer mistakes. Silly.

Excitement is starting to build for Doheny. Especially since my mother has given me the okay to splurge on a first-class upgrade due to 50+ cheerleaders being booked on my flight. Might even actually sleep on the flight back if I get to sneak into first. Though I'm not sure if anyone will really be awake when I get in at around 11 pm on that Thursday, so there's probably no real need to feel rested once I arrive in Orange County. But I can hardly wait to fall asleep to the sound of the ocean that first night... And if the weather's nice, I won't even bother putting up my tent until the next day. I'm still hoping to talk one or two of my London friends into coming along. Not sure if it'll happen though as students tend to be a pretty broke lot, even though they'd be flying on my super-cheap rates. Oh well.

I have a new weakness: Sainsbury's caramel shortcake bites.

Just in case you didn't already know, Fidel Castro has resigned. If he'd stuck it out until the end of the year, he'd have been in power for 50 years. Outrageous. I can't even fathom being in my 40s and having had the same head of state for my entire lifetime. I don't even know how many US presidents that covers. My guess is 10, but I couldn't list them in chronological order. I should've tried to buy my dad a Cuban cigar when I was in the duty free shop in Lyon. Though maybe now he'll be able to buy his own. Probably not, since Fidel's younger brother (who, by the way, is a sprightly young thing at age 76) is going to be the one taking over.

See? I'm not talking about American politics. Told you I was finished with it.

Anyway, my weird one-sided stuffy nose continues to annoy the crap out of me, so I'm going to take some Nyquil (again), and hope that it works so I can go to sleep.

Hasta luego...