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Too.Tired.: 02/19/11
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 19 February 2011. Things I've been up to lately. Work work work work work. Making sure everyone at work realizes how crazy I am. They all do, it only took me a month to let everyone know who they were dealing with. Thus squashing my chances of being the alluring beau t that all the boys want to date. Oxford last Sunday. Aka the first day of Phase 2 transform my...
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Too.Tired.: 02/06/11
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Sunday, 6 February 2011. Watched Maury with Ruth (we had a Crazay slumbah party last night, complete with Beas cupcakes and KFC. Classy). Ate Carmelli's bagels with coffee at Costa. Read the Sunday Time. Obsessively checked how mah markets are doing. Stroll to my favorite church in the grey, windy weather, whilst listening to the new music podcasts I downloaded.
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Too.Tired.: a new venture
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 26 February 2011. I'm departing this blog and moving into new, more time efficient, territory. Find me at: http:/ hayleyinengland.tumblr.com/. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Hayley, an American trying to survive the mean and expensive streets of London. Armed only with an ipod, a camera and a pissed off glare ready to be fired at any point.
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Too.Tired.
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 19 February 2011. Oxford last Sunday. Aka the first day of Phase 2 transform my life. I'm still working out my goals for this phase. But the end date is the tentative date of my 24th Birthday party. FUN! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Fav Blogs: Featuring Friends and Strangers. The Man in White Paper and Other Travel Companions. Fuck yeah, literary quotes.
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Too.Tired.: Another Productive Saturday...
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 5 February 2011. Yet another example of an amazing youtube comment. This was listed under the best Broadway cover ever. Oh My God. JUST-. This is unbelievably amazing and arguably the best rendition of this song EVER. I simply cannot deal with this. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Fav Blogs: Featuring Friends and Strangers. Fuck yeah, literary quotes.
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Too.Tired.: 02/03/11
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Thursday, 3 February 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hayley, an American trying to survive the mean and expensive streets of London. Armed only with an ipod, a camera and a pissed off glare ready to be fired at any point. My Fav Blogs: Featuring Friends and Strangers. The Man in White Paper and Other Travel Companions. Fuck yeah, literary quotes.
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Too.Tired.: 01/29/11
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 29 January 2011. I listen to this song so much that I think my housemates may think there's something seriously wrong with me. Oh wait, they're never here. And I know I've posted it here like 18 times, but it's the best song ever (well top 5). TOO REAL. I like to alter the dialogue in my mind to fit my life. Awful. Also, the new job has taken over my life.
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Too.Tired.: oyy
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 5 February 2011. 8 February 2011 at 21:10. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Hayley, an American trying to survive the mean and expensive streets of London. Armed only with an ipod, a camera and a pissed off glare ready to be fired at any point. My Fav Blogs: Featuring Friends and Strangers. The Man in White Paper and Other Travel Companions.
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Too.Tired.: things I've been up to lately
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Saturday, 19 February 2011. Things I've been up to lately. Work work work work work. Making sure everyone at work realizes how crazy I am. They all do, it only took me a month to let everyone know who they were dealing with. Thus squashing my chances of being the alluring beau t that all the boys want to date. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Fuck yeah, literary quotes.
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Too.Tired.: 02/04/11
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy. Friday, 4 February 2011. I searched Temptation covers on youtube and this one was the most watched. My friend and I used to stalk them our Sophomore year. yey GW pride. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hayley, an American trying to survive the mean and expensive streets of London. Armed only with an ipod, a camera and a pissed off glare ready to be fired at any point.