Mayor Ken Livingstone, that is.
So anyway, this is the day I went for my flu jab (every winter those of us in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland more prone to flu than others have to get vaccinated against the flu, and diabetics fall into that category. Luckily, us diabetics also don't have to pay for the privilege of having a bacteria-flooded needle stuck into our upper arm for a few nanoseconds). Unfortunately, this is also the day that a whole load of bus drivers decided to go... you guessed it... on strike. Including the majority of the ones that take me to and from work.
And it's not like I live five minutes away from DMWorks either, otherwise I could have gone back to work after the jab - no, it's an hour's bus ride to and fro changing buses twice. So the diversions make the journey even longer... okay, I do get to go home early because by the time I got vaccinated it would have taken too long to get back to work and I would have had to leave not too long after getting back.
But dammit, bus travel in London is crap enough as it is without fucking strikes! And threats of more next week... cheers, Mr. Livingstone. Real nice bus system you've got here, real nice.
Many thanks to Anneza for making stabbing motions to my blaring out of The Omen: The Deluxe Edition this morning, by the way. It might have put notions of Psycho in her mind (and others'), but at least no turning down was done...
Sorry to Jen for not entering choices in the league this week. I just plain forgot. Won't happen again.
Oh, and a slap on the wrist to Sci-Fi for sitting on Heroes until February. February. And people wonder why folks download.
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