Third day of work
Too tired to write properly today. Just back from seeing "Fast Food Nation" at a free showing in Prince Charles Cinema. Been a while since I was in a PROPER cinema (standardized Odeons don't count). I really like red seats for some reason. Blue is just wrong don't you think? Movie was well done, Richard Linklater is a GENIUS. I love him so much. He is really probably one of the directors I actually care about, who has formed me and is so much part of my life. I realized this when Ethan Hawke came into the movie and pulled a Jess post-30s with his hand gestures and "you know" that kind of stuff. It was so familiar I wanted to cry, like when you meet a very very very dear old friend again after many years of parting. It brings out the magic in moments and lovely memories. The young days and the romantic view of things. I'm a little addicted to creating random meetings and connecting with people I think. Fundamental issue of my nature that needs to be addressed. Never changing story.
Anyway, I'm talking bull after a tiring day at work. Not that I did too much, more like lack of physical work maybe. All alone with the computer most of the day by the front door desk. We had in total like 10 people visiting the gallery. I had some work to do though, like sorting out loads of emails and compiling some "confidential" information. The morning was actually really nice. All sunny and I hopped on a bus even (tubes get on my nerves sometimes). Saw how beautiful London morning can be! When I got to the office everyone was standing outside because the key wouldn't work. Locksmith got stuck in traffic, so we had to wait 2 hours. In the mean time I got to know another new intern Constanza and we went to sit at the corner italian deli where the italian men go "hey darling, how can I help darling, thank you darling" to all the pretty girls. She was French and had just moved to London 4 months ago, all alone and trying to find a job.I spoke un peu francais avec elle, et ca va très bien. The french really made me happy, j'espère que je pourrais parler en francais plus.
TODAY'S PHOTOS:
The look of the building we live in.
Almost brutalist minimalism near Elephant and Castle.
Bus journey pass Thames.
Constanza.
Anyway, I'm talking bull after a tiring day at work. Not that I did too much, more like lack of physical work maybe. All alone with the computer most of the day by the front door desk. We had in total like 10 people visiting the gallery. I had some work to do though, like sorting out loads of emails and compiling some "confidential" information. The morning was actually really nice. All sunny and I hopped on a bus even (tubes get on my nerves sometimes). Saw how beautiful London morning can be! When I got to the office everyone was standing outside because the key wouldn't work. Locksmith got stuck in traffic, so we had to wait 2 hours. In the mean time I got to know another new intern Constanza and we went to sit at the corner italian deli where the italian men go "hey darling, how can I help darling, thank you darling" to all the pretty girls. She was French and had just moved to London 4 months ago, all alone and trying to find a job.I spoke un peu francais avec elle, et ca va très bien. The french really made me happy, j'espère que je pourrais parler en francais plus.
TODAY'S PHOTOS:
The look of the building we live in.
Almost brutalist minimalism near Elephant and Castle.
Bus journey pass Thames.
Constanza.
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