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Locked Out of My London Flat at 2:30am on a Tuesday Morning

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Locked out of my London flat at 2:30am on a Tuesday Morning

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It is always an appropriate time to take a selfie... even at 2:45am when you're sitting on the floor stretching your legs out at a weird angle because you're locked out of your flat and it seems like a good idea. My life is like a game of 'Fortunately, Unfortunately', I swear... like whatever fucked up thing happened it always works out and it's incredible but ridiculous all in one and that is exactly how things played out last night. Everything was great.  It was a lovely evening.  I had been looking forward to it for days. I went to my friend's house for gluten free vegan curry and brownies.  Everything was delicious.  I brought wine, we drank wine, we played with Chomsky, Isaac and Darwin (she has pet rats), we played poker and everyone had a lovely night. All of a sudden, it's 2am and probably time to go home.  They offered me an airbed, but I was like "it's chill, it's like a five minute Uber", knowing I'd sleep much ...
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Next stop, Seattle! [JAN 2017]

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Actually, first it was Detroit... then Seattle... but that's not quite so catchy. I don't really talk about it much, but I'm kind of a horrible flyer!  I think it's because I've travelled quite a bit, so people probably just assume I'm totally chill about it - and to be honest, I used to be so so good at it - but now half the time I'm a total wreck, which is kind of embarrassing.  My first long haul flight was London - Bangkok with a friend from college, before then my longest flight had been a few hours around Europe.  I figured it would be fine, lots of movies... the flight was at 22:35, so I'd just sleep through most of it, right?  Nope.  I was in the middle seat, squished between my friend and a middle aged man.  I didn't sleep at all, and had a minor panic attack five hours in... we weren't even half way.  I just remember crying and saying "I can't do this! I need to go home!" and my friend replying, "well, I don...
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