One last trip to Staines :( (Blog 222)

Triple 2! A very symmetrical number, basic yet relatively obscure. Not as fascinating as the rarely encountered 55,555, but something to look forward to and to be remembered. However, those digits will now forever be associated with sadness as obviously this is blog 222 and ANOTHER lockdown will be starting tomorrow. Today is my last day of freedom, and it wasn’t even that much freedom, anyway. So yeah, my previous theory was that good looking numbers were associated with good experiences, (because both are good, simple logic) but I guess I was wrong. Or was I? To be fair my trip did go well, so this issue is very complex and could drive me insane thinking about it. Many people would think I’m insane simply for having favourite numbers but to be clear, it is fun looking out for them. Hang on, I’ve just realised something, the number 2 is associated with being terrible - terrible twos… Times three… Was this day terrible x 3? I mean not really. Hm. I’ll move on.

Interestingly, my 60 Vitamin D tablets have run out on another significant day - the last day of un-lockdown. (The last day of un-lockdown, to be clear - I know my writing style may be annoying to some, but personally I like things to be as easy to understand as possible. Or things go wrong). Vitamins have predicted something special again. Well they run out yesterday, and I started a new pack today. Close enough. Anyway, the first shop I went to was M&S (AKA the fancy grape shop). Sadly, they didn’t have any kind of weird fruits, this time. No mango grapes, candyfloss grapes or Tutti Frutti grapes. Damn. I got some Victoria grapes instead, not having a clue what to expect (what does Victoria taste like? Does she taste different to anyone else? Is she literally a grape?), and I guess they were alright. Certainly more healthy than what I would be getting later, but today was a day to let loose.

Then I got some mouthwash in Boots. I didn’t get the one I wanted, I got the ‘milder taste’ version, which is apparently just as effective. I have my suspicions about that though. Surely the more extreme tasting one is more effective as it’s more painful in the mouth and therefore kills more bacteria. If it isn’t, that suggests the pain is merely a personal preference, which is a strange thought. I attempted to get some new razor blades, but for whatever reason, they needed to be winded off some strange looking coil. Why I don’t know and it wasn’t easy either. I needed a member of staff to help me. The things already had security things on them, making them impossible to steal. I guess it was decided that wasn’t enough. Who knows how bad the next great razor theft will be. Oh wait, there never was one.

The stop in the CD shop was a lot more fun. I never really listened to much AC/DC, and today I thought that things should change. I’m checking them out as I’m typing and they’re great. They were releasing their most classic stuff a few years before it was decided that guitar playing should be as fast as possible, and that going up and down scales over and over again would be really cool. Now I’m older and wiser than I used to be as a teen, I understand that the rock band were right to be more tasteful all along. Silly me. Duh. Teenagers shouldn’t really be in charge of that kind of thing, just as they shouldn’t be able to vote. Unless you’re fine with having the Monster Raving Loonies in power. The very young simply don’t appreciate how disastrous that would be. Obviously the country would become a huge joke. Politicians are supposed to be among the most serious people, so you’d wonder what everyone else would be like. You’d wonder what I’d be like. Time for a more extreme form of comedy. :S

When I got my Starbucks hot chocolate and cream, the staff seemed to think I was an idiot when I checked if it had caffeine in it (again). What they don’t seem to realise is that if they made a mistake with my order, they’re getting SERIOUSLY sued. Do you realise how much it costs to treat someone in a mental hospital for a year or so? It’s quite a lot, and YOU’D be paying for it in your taxes. However, the thought of my large chocolate coin did calm me a little. I also got a chocolate muffin for later; as explained, time to let loose. As I was drinking, I found the cream went easily in my mouth this time, but there wasn’t much of it. It seems you rarely win the cream game in the establishment, but I will keep trying.

Lastly I got a Subway and those delicious hash browns. Mmm. Shockingly they would prove to be among the healthiest foods consumed, today. Once again, I stayed in the carpark one minute longer than I was supposed to (I simply need to do 61 minutes of shopping) and I was on the run from the law. Making things worse, there was a queue to leave the place as the traffic lights stayed on red for ages. You can imagine the tension. If I didn’t check my car was locked and that my ticket was showing through my windscreen quite so much, I would have been fine, but I need that elusive peace of mind. So… now, I’m nothing more than a common crook at large. Ok! That was the trip out, then. I’m kind of regretting eating that muffin, as I feel a little bit sick, but it’s going to get burned off at the gym later. The last day at the gym. :( God damn this month is going to suck.