It's Only Summer Time

[dotinthesky]

A week from today will mark a year since the attacks on London's trains. I wasn't really thinking about this today but, as I left work, feeling happy and content, I suddenly had a very morbid fantasy play out in my head. I saw the train I was in explode, my body get ripped to pieces. I then saw the repercussion play out: my co-workers finding out that the Bakerloo Tube was hit (and someone remembering that I took that line), the concern, the calls, the news reaching Kevin, the news spreading through out my building.

Did you know him? Do you remember him? I vaguely remember his face. I think I saw him walk down the corridors, but I'm not sure. I never spoke to him. Was he from Brasil? He didn't look it. How is his department doing? They cried. They were really upset. They had just given him a jar of olives and 22 pounds worth of book vouchers because it was his last day in the department. They ate cake and drank wine. They were so happy that day. What a horrible thing to happen.

I have morbid thoughts sometimes. Flights. Train rides. Car rides with drunks behind the wheel. I don't know if it's perverse to imagine a smiling face you just said goodbye cry for you. I think my ego is trying to find some recognition that I'll be missed, that I'm not just a dispensable temp human, that I finally fit in.

But today, regardless of this slight morbid fantasy, has been wonderful. I got a bankdraft to put down for the new apartment (we sign the lease tomorrow); it was someone's birthday at work (and on LJ) and I ate lemon cake and drank red wine (which I also spilled on the floor, causing everyone to cry out that I can't be taken out); London was awash with sunshine and the tourists weren't too bad; I found a bench facing the Thames during my lunch break and edited a short story; went swimming in the morning, wore shorts and t-shirt to work. Now I listen to Saint Etienne and my mood is orgasmic... and Kevin just walked into the bedroom with a plate of pasta!

I bought four cans of beer and I'm watching a great Big Brother episode (I hope.) Seriously, life is good right now.

Comments

[beeorkendurkey.livejournal.com]

don't... uh... blow up. how would i ever make it there to sing and dance with you if you blow up in a train? poor plan. i hereby veto. ok? good.
i just watched this conspiracy theory documentary on 9/11 called 'loose change 9-11) and am now wondering if those attacks on the tube were orchestrated by folks other than the ones suspected. well, of course they most likely were, but i mean in a more sinister sense, what if they were used to spread fear and bring england into the war effort more and placed by the u.s. government? implausible? not all that much. but i wonder.
there's been some weird shit going on here. things shooting out of the sky. the news says that a spy satellite was just launched or some shit (which already worries me), but it looked more like something coming straight for us that exploded in a fiery ball (or was blown up?) and then there was a tiny dot being escorted by this giant beam from a plane, the size of which i've never in my life seen exist. the spotlight would have to be like, as long as the plane to create that wide a beam. not ten minutes later, something shot down through the sky 30degrees across the skyline and this something had to have been high enough in the atmosphere to either a) throw out smoke so high that the sun was still catching it (it was about 9pm) or b) be shot through enough clouds in the atmosphere that it literally cut a path through dense cloud. i couldn't tell which for a while. but i think it was a.
and another thing, some random chunk of ice fell from the sky and nobody seems to give a damn. then again, this is abc news reporting and though they're no fox news with their misinformation, i'm starting to really doubt their reliabilty.

on a totally different topic, i have popculture questions to ask you. i was watching this sketch of french & saunders' and i don't know who this bridget is, but have been guessing that she was/is on big brother? or something like that? also, there's this little... thing... that pops up all the damn time that just isn't funny, but british people seem to love... here's the shortest clip i can find (52 seconds). i don't know if you can watch any of that, but... it's kind of hard to describe.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

That Bridget is Bridget Nielsen, Z-list celebrity who was once married to Silvester Stallone and starred in movies like Conan and Beverly Hills Cop II. She was in a version of Celebrity Big Brother, so that's the reference.

I have no clue about the ice falling from the sky! Sounds dead dodgy...

[beeorkendurkey.livejournal.com]

wow, i got too into reading up on whatever celebrity big brother it was they were on. repetetive articles that sapped my brain, but somehow made it all a whole lot funnier. wowza.
no idea on the whatthehell performer in this?

tomorrow there's supposed to be a shuttle launch as well, despite a crack on a fuel tank. i'm no rocket scientist, but i'd think that might be a bad thing. i'm sure they know what they're doing. but it seems more like their july 4th publicity deadline is the real push there. hooray explosions.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

I have no clue who's that performer! But I've seen those skits before and wondered what was the reference. Must be from before the time I moved to England.

Will Bush be in that rocket?