The End of London

1-29-06

Differences between Brits and Americans.

British people buy more flowers.

British people smoke more.

British people are worse at serving in restaurants.

British people are obsessed with Big Brother.

British men care about clothes more.

British people have candy with real sugar in it.

British people drive on the wrong side of the road.

British people have just as bad of taste as Americans but don’t know.

British people pay more taxes.

Ok, I grow board. The OC is a terrible show. I’ve actually seen full minutes of it now, so I say it with new confidence.

There is nothing British… it’s all American. American’s used to have no culture, now we have it all. No one will realize it for about 200 years though.

British people have portable credit card machines.

Went to St. Martin’s in the Fields for church. It was more boring to look at and the service more like a regular church than previous weeks. Their organ was cool though.

I thought about looking for gifts for my parents afterwards but decided against it because I hate shopping and gifts. Instead I went to the Victoria and Albert Museum and saw all the stuff I hadn’t seen yet. They got nice stuff in there. Lots of it too. They have like 10,000 pieces in the glass exhibit.

Maybe I’ll get some tea for mom. I looked for some show or something for dad but they don’t have anything good.

I think I’m going to see another play tonight. Probably alone though, most people are gone, Kait’s definitely gone, and I matt’s not here.

There’s this indoor bowling type sport on TV a lot lately that is brilliant. I’m contemplating becoming a fanatic.

Tomorrow is the final. That means this is the last journal entry. I dunno what I’m going to write about for the final. *sigh*

British people have lower water quality standards.

British people can buy titles.

British people are more interested in eye care and ornamenting.

British people have less frequent commercial breaks.

British people have different ketchup.

British people cook their peas less.

I’ve got a business idea. I suppose the guys that make police badges have tricks for making them hard to counterfeit. My company will use those same techniques to make badges for all other jobs out there. My company will do background checks to insure people really have the job they buy badges for. If they are fired then the badge will self destruct. The badge could be used for identification purposes, and to prove on is not a cop. Finally prostitutes and drug pushers can work in safety.

In about eleven hours I’m going to be forced to hand over this journal. In writing it my trip I have tried to make it informative about my trip and myself, fun to read, and is in all things I do, full of commas… I mean fun. I apologize for the numerous spelling errors sand “typos”. I plan on typing this up and posting it on my websites, so I hope you made some corrections.

On to the finals.

And this is the 1118th post. Take that Maki. 😛