6 hours on a train...

Hey kids, Cat here again.
I am now in Bradford. Apparently it is somewhere near Leeds. But I really have no idea where I am. Yesterday I was down south. Now I'm up north. Thats all I know. Apparently the curry is good here. But looking around, all I could see was pound shops. Thousands of them. I went into one and it didn't even compare to Chickenfeed.
So yesterday I was up bright and earlier for a train at 8:25. It was cancellled. We had to wait 2 hours for the next one. I was well angry. I voiced this anger, as did some of the other 4 I was with, to the train conductor. We got upgraded to first class. Don't get too excited though, first class is full of old people. I would only recommend it for the leg room.
After 2 hours at the station and 6 hours on the train, I'm sure I've lost most of my sanity. Songs from the show keep going round and round in my head. My fingers are twinkling. Goddamn, theres still 20 weeks of this!
Twas talking to Bo yesterday, she and Jo are going to Ireland this week. But when I called her, she was reading a book. She explained that she was reading it more to see how it was written, rather than what the content actually was.... methinks we need to get her back to uni, stat.
Cheers for all the easter eggs guys. No, the other one. I didn't get a single egg. So I bought myself a kinder suprise (it was all I could find.) The toy was crap. I was angry. I think I will boycot easter from now on.
Oh and Plymouth is near Devonport. I wanted to go to the 'port, but I didn't get a chance. I'm sure its very similar to home though, with crap rock beaches. But over here, Devonport is near the Tamar River. Launceston (sorry, Lonston) is further inland. This is all so wrong. Why couldn't the English name Tasmania the same way they named England, to save me confusion at least. Don't even get me started again on how they can't even speak there own language properly.
Thats about it for now I think kids. Time to get to a theatre and sell some crap. Hope those of you at uni are studying hard. Hope those of you that aren't are working hard, cos I am, goddamn you all. Work sucks for only one reason - I can't call in sick and stay at home watching Oprah.... no matter how hungover I am.
Keep all those expressions of love, admiration and sorrow at our absences coming (especially the ones with wombats on them). Your hearts all better be growing fonder.
xo Cat Features (haven't heard that one in a while!)

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