Thursday, May 28, 2009

Internal Affairs: Ultimate Cream Pie

Zombies ... back home ...


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Today was one of those evenings at UCLA laboratory 4 to 6 pm. For some reason I do not know today is not finished at 18:00 but at 18:30 and I have a glass of champagne in hand, I think it held something. Has started the talk of the 5 and the speaker has started talking about how patients are coping with cancer and its first example was a girl named Gem, (the speaker was an Italian, for "Gemstones" there is no) me into such anxiety that I have drunk the champagne at once to stop thinking about whether such a gem that was me.

After the talk I ido a coger mi autobús que, por supuesto, he perdido y entonces he visto el 14 y me he dicho: “¡este pasa al lado de mi casa que lo he visto yo!” y me he subido. Al poco de subirme me pareció que iba en dirección opuesta pero con el efecto del champán me he quedado dormida, dando cabezazos y atolondradilla y cuando he empezado a reaccionar no sabía dónde estaba.

He cogido un plano (los tienen dentro de los autobuses) y no me ha ayudado en nada porque el autobús no estaba haciendo la ruta que en el plano aparecía. Así que nada, he pensado ¿qué es lo peor que me puede pasar? ¿Qué me deje en el muelle de Santa Mónica? Y más o menos por allí me ha dejado, in lane 7, after a stroll around an hour southwest of Los Angeles. I downloaded and bus number 14 as it was put forward when I took it, but on 8 charge ... ...!

My situation was this: there was nothing more than 25 cents, nor did the phone because I'm broke as I ran out of balance a few weeks ago and if you have balance you can not receive calls, so I usually leave house, yes I had my Ipod and was listening to Tool, it was getting dark and the wind from the ocean gave me in the face, which I had been sick after a glass of champagne, so I took it with philosophy (do not know what philosophy, one of many) and I began to walk.

From there to my place, Googlemaps says there are nearly two hours walking. Seven were in the street when you cross the street Margarita (very nice everything, the number of the fate of most human beings with leafless flower when we want to know if we want to or not) total, in the middle of the crossing have seen moving on the ground. I've caught, I've put it on the sidewalk and followed, but I realized that maybe it was more interesting to call someone from the phone because otherwise it was quite difficult for the owner / to find it.

So I'm back. I searched the agenda had a "mommy" and I called after 4 minutes talking (it was believed that it was his neighbor, then I do not know who was calling Florida and there were passing the 11 pm) has learned that it was the mobile her daughter who had lost and he said that he had another daughter, who were twins, who lived near each other and I was going to try to locate, by the way has given me the address of the owner of your living on the street 11.

Soon the sister calls me and tells me he can come now to find the mobile, so I'll say where I am and has appeared in a pas pis. Curiously going to UCLA, which was where I came from, and just had to go ahead my house, so I brought home.

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