Ruptured Bubble, Hair Curlers, Lower Back Pain and General Crap.

I am not a negative person.

Done.

Now for my negative. So don't read--it's really not pleasant. I just need a real bout of self-pity, a good wallow, and some sleep. And to get these curlers out of my hair. {Maybe they will do something cool to it??}....

Why am I up at 1:25am you ask? I am stressed. I have reached a level of maturity, [or not], where I don't usually get stressed at all. I retract that. It's not maturity...its the blessing of proper medication. Anyway. Right now..I am because I have reached my pre-mid-life crisis. I have so many darned decisions to make nownownow, and it's really getting to me. What classes for school? Am I going to finish summer reading? What college? Am I sure of that college?? Should I leave early? Should I forget the language courses? But I don't want to stop being a kid...I don't want to grow up, Peter Pan doesn't have to, I shouldn't. I don't want to leave all that I have ever really known. Behind. Forever. Should I...? STOP!!!

But, as my dear friend Beth taught once in a Young Women lesson...nothing is ever solved at night, when you are tired, and clueless. This is correct, and I wonder why I continue to try and sort out at night.

DISTRACTION TIME!!


So, in an effort to mush my brain..of course I turn to intellect. [i creep myself out.] I just spent an hour delving into a thirty page synopsis of Bill Clinton's impeachment trial. I took multiple quizzes on general knowledge..landmarks, political scandals [which led to the Bill Crap], nineties stuff... I discovered online that lemon juice, stainless steel and Listerine all get rid of onion odor off of your hands.

So I browse the headlines..searching for anything..Taiwanese refugees of cyclone, fossils in California of carnivorous whale...Native American tribe saving the condor...ten ways to stop bad texters...on..and on...and on. It wasn't until I stumbled upon the whole London Jewel Heist thing, and I'm loving the headlines..many of which for some reason believe Lindsay Lohan has something to do with the robbery. Anyway..its the largest jewel heist London has ever known, with over 1500 diamonds stolen [a compilation of about 43 pieces] out of Graff in London. It's crazy. I was on the London Telegraph's website reading it up. Then I stumbled into something even cooler!! Black and white photos of Londoners through the twentieth century. GOLD!
and here are a few...you can find more at:


http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/picturegalleries/6021785/Londoners-Through-a-Lens.html

But here are my favorites: I only include a smidge of info. The pictures tell it all..find more info on the site.

Winston Churchill feeding the deer (1969)

Mare Street, Hackney, watching firemen putting out

a blaze at the premises of Messrs Polikoff Ltd.

1930

Vidal Sassoon!! I used to lovvve his hair brushes when I had long hair!
He is styling the 1960's world renowned Fashion lady Mary Quant's hair.

November 13, 1964
That is not a haircut I would pick for myself.

V.E. Day!

Outside Whitehall after Prime Minister Winston Churchill's speech
May 8, 1945

1958--The Taylor Quadruplets from Edmonton.

That lady outside...in that bag is the Queen's Coronation Dress.

Alfred Hitchcock.

Mr. Francis Bacon---he scares me.

1969--The Beatles last live public concert.

1912- VOTES FOR WOMEN!

English suffragette Estelle Sylvia Pankhurst (1882-1960)

stands on a platform to paint the front of the

Women's Social Defence League premises in Bow Road, East London.

And my favorite.

1934.

This was a proposed idea, cages on

tenement windows, in order for babies to

more fully enjoy the benefits of the fresh air and sunshine.