Scary Lampposts

[fluffymark]

Maybe it's just me. Or maybe they really don't like me. I was walking under the lamppost at the end of my street on my way home just now, and just as I passed underneath - *pow* - it goes out. Now it could be a coincidence, but it's happened few times before with that lamppost, and I'm beginning to think it hates me. There was also a similar lamppost on Jesus Lane in Cambridge that was worse - I could guarantee turning off that lamppost just by walking underneath it. Every time - *pow* - it went out. Anyone have any clues why this happens? *paranoid*

Aside from the scary lamppost business I've had a fun evening out. At 5pm I escaped form the office and walked to the perfume shop in aldgate where Doseybat now works, and it's really nice there - I'd even find genuine reasons to shop there. Yay! At 6 she got off work and we both headed to the Virgin Megastore to find Tristan and Mandy who were watching the Von Bondies play there, but they weren't letting anyone else in (meanies!), so we had to wait. Eventually, got to meet Mandy again (it's been years! Ack!) but only briefly. I then headed to the Intrepid fox for free food and an Emily. Yay! :)

*very* tired now. Time for beddy byes. zzzzzzzzz

Comments

Re: scary lampposts and other bizarre coincidences

[alektoeumenides.livejournal.com]

I take a guess that it is a certain Mr J. Marshall.

Shut up you blonde bimbo ;) Quitit with these maths. Us humanities students just can't cope with all of that claptrap.

Re: scary lampposts and other bizarre coincidences

[fluffymark]

'falling on concrete' - i think you're right val - only one person i know rides a unicycle and then also uses phrases like 'naughty maths'.

*waves to joe* :) How often do you read my little gossip column here?

(maybe see you at oscar's thing tomorrow?)