Daytripper

I am now slightly more sober than I have been in the last 3 days. Yes, this time I stayed more than a day in London and had a blast actually acting my age.

I spoke to a german neurobiologist on the train and its fascinating to know the life of academics. Apparently for tenure you are usually interviewed by a dozen people. Its a small world. He was asking about both Singapore and Toronto and asked me about the standard of living etc because both have unis with good biotech arms, though I did point out that in Singapore, he'd have a higher chance of getting money thrown at him.

I picked up a picturebook of Toronto 2008 and realised I was trembling because.. [i don't know].. I wonder if I will have such fond memories of the UK. I don't think I do that for Singapore. Strange. SO, It is official, I am packing my bags and upping to Zurich. Birmingham is alright, its just too difficult to travel around in. Plus my personality clashes with the corporate culture here. Go figure. I have now approximately 10 days to get settled and to be honest it still hasn't hit me. The panic anyway.

More on London; I had a bouquet of flowers thrown at me from the stage at the indie Idle Lovers show, so I repeat ; 14th Feb was not a bust up. I like the idea that I was the best groupie at the gig. I spent the most of my time in London sightseeing and trying to find the perfect pair of jeans. Also visited St Pancras and cannot see what all the fuss is about. Its just a glorified mall/train station with inflated prices and frenchified store fronts. Like Le Brasserie , Le Toiletries , Panache , etc. I have taken photos though, so you can decide.

Onto still having a hangover. This is saturday and my crazy party night was on Thursday. I am definitely getting too old. I have also been thinking about Rick, since he is in my age bracket and looks good on paper. I'd date him if I was staying and wasn't just out of a relationship. There is talk about him seeing me in Zurich but we shall see.

One thing he noted ; I have a nice body. Now that is always nice to hear. This is what european and north american men say, s'pore men can go to hell, marry twiggy, see if i care. I am wondering if local women are getting the short end of the stick when it comes to clothes and men. Clothes back home just don't fit curvy women and are always too small. I ought to open a store called 'Proper Sizes' and source from here.

I just feel so much better about myself these last 2 days. My body rocks. My head hurts . My ego is recovering. My liver is bitchin.