delirium

what the hell has come over me?  this is sort of a rhetorical question, as i know full well what has come over me.  stress.

i become a slightly different version of andrea whilst under strain, and being in the thick of my summer project for my master's is no exception.  i won't bore you with the details, but it's not pretty.  i mean, you all know anyway.

so i'm having a quick coffee and a chat with lucy today at an outdoor table at apostrophe (kind of posh spot, just around the corner from school).  blah blah blah blah.  quite enjoying it.  then this guy walks past talking on his mobile and, no word of a lie, i almost fall off my seat when he speaks.  "HIYA!  TIM!  HOW ARE YOU?".  whew.  gaawwwd i hate the loud loud way some people speak on their mobiles in public; i know i'm not alone here.

and before i even realise what's happening, i'm blurting out "I'M AT THE BANK!", a la trigger happy tv.  lucy and i just stare at eachother in the deafening silence that follows.  then we burst into giggles, as do the two guys sitting at another table.  what the hell?!  i can't even explain it.  honestly.  i embarass me sometimes.

but it was pretty funny.