Recap

So 21st January was supposed to be the most depressing day of the year. And by extension I'm guessing the week following it has to be pretty damn depressing as well. I mean, poor Heath Ledger died. The day after the most depressing day of the year. Poor, poor Heath Ledger. :(

It's not been that bad for me, though. Far from it.

Last Saturday, Wiebke and I went to see The Lover/The Collection playing at the Comedy Theatre. I'd already seen it on Tuesday, but I loved it so much (and the fact that I may be unhealthily obsessed with Richard Coyle from Coupling) meant that I just HAD to see it again. We waited outside the stage door after the show for Richard to show up, but he didn't. Not a total loss though. Charlie Cox (of Stardust fame) showed up, and he very graciously let me have a picture with him. He is SO SWEET. I hope he's the next Orlando Bloom. Not only do I think he totally deserves it, but that would make my photograph become a lot more interesting to talk about at parties. :P

On Monday, the most depressing day of the year, I turned in my essays. SWEET!

On Tuesday, I just happened to bump into a friend of mine at the LSE who runs the Film Society, who just happened to have two free tickets to Sweeney Todd, who just happened to be busy that evening, so she gave them to ME! I took Carla, and we made our way to a rather obscure Odeon in Surrey Quays, and while getting there was quite an adventure in itself, the movie ROCKED our socks off. Tomorrow I'll be treating myself to TimeOut's audiowalk of Sweeney Todd's London. I can't wait!

On Thursday I went to Primark, the happiest place in London. Especially the first thing in the morning on a weekday. Shopping bliss!

On Friday I went to my first LSE Crush. It was Bollywood Night, and it finally hit me why they call it crush...waaaaaaaaay too many sweaty bodies doing jhatkas in the underground bar. It was REALLY fun (as the current slideshow attests), but we had to leave at around 1 because there were just too many people.

Today I tried out an audiowalk from http://londonwalks.libsyn.com/ and explored my lovely neighbourhood of Bloomsbury. Among many quirky surprises, I found out that there is a church near the British Museum- St. George's Church- which has, on top of the steeple, a statue of King George I dressed in a toga. Weird. :)

And my TV show for the week is The West Wing. Yes, I am incredibly incredibly late for this bandwagon, but what with the writer's strike and the most depressing week of the year, this show has actually been pretty good comfort. And the fact that Josiah Bartlett went to the LSE chuffs me up to an alarming degree. :D

At various points over the past week, I challenged myself to go for a full 24 hours without making a single reference to a television show, or anything to do with television. Fail? Yes, mighty big fail.

I'm actually in the library on a Saturday night, but not actually getting any work done. So now it's time to go home and watch the latest episode of Psych. Buenas noches, amigas. And a very Happy Republic Day to India. Yay for constitutions, and such.