I've got time on my hands...

So, I've decided to start a blog. I've always flirted with the idea but never really thought I'd be experiencing things if I were always writing about experiencing things. Same sort of logic behind not taking pictures when I travel. Well, forget it. I've got a few days here with not much to do - I'm not making any promises that this will stick around much, but I'll give it an earnest shot.

I've been in Birmingham for two days now. The first of which doesn't really count considering I slept most of it and then went to the grocery market. Last night I was determined to beat this long-lingering jet lag, and forced myself to sleep by about half ten. Surprisingly, I felt refreshed and revitalized by 9am this morning when my mobile alarm went off to the tune of "It's time to get up, it's nine o'clock" in a female British voice. So, I got up and made eggs and toast, showered, dressed, and did the ol' email check. Then I went into Uni to deliver a "please give me some god damn money or I'll starve" slip to accounting that was given to me by Kim. In keeping with the theme of Britain, they were less than helpful and rather confused as if they had never seen a piece of paper like that before - a piece of paper that has the Uni seal at the top. Hmm, guess all those professors are volunteers. The lady who I was to see is an Indian woman in a wheelchair - I don't know how else to describe her, if you can think of something better / more PC, let me know. She took the piece of paper and said she'd be in touch. I stressed the urgency of the matter and she replied by asking what exactly I was doing here. I asked her how long it would be and she replied with "right, just leave your contact details and I'll be in touch". I wheeled her to the top of the stairs and let go in the direction of payroll processing - that was just in my imagination I'm sure.

I left Uni and caught the bus to city centre and decided to have a look around. Picked up a hat for 4 quid and had a coffee outside under a heat lamp. I walked for a couple of hours and realized that since I woke up early, it was only 1pm. When you don't want to spend a dime, there's really not much to do downtown.

So, I headed for the bus, came back to Selly Oak, and walked another couple of miles to my flat over sporadic sheets of ice that sent me skidding an inch or two. Probably very funny to watch - slip, slide, "shit!", repeat.

I've been hanging out in the flat now for several hours, looking at things that I've dreamed of looking at on the Internet but never really had the time or purpose, e.g. this blog site. I made a tasty lunch and it's dark now at half 4. If anyone out there reads this and loves me, an iTunes gift card would be oh so nice because movie watching would be loads of fun right now.

I have nothing on the agenda for tomorrow - last day off before starting work. Maybe these posts will get more interesting or maybe they just won't exist, and then you can be rest assured that I'm having some kind of fun. Stay tuned for blog 2 - I brushed my teeth with hand soap this morning...

But hey, I'm still happy to be here.