Then I went through the painful task of trying to sign my lease. I had to sign and scan it to the guy because he's out of the country this weekend. You'd think this wouldn't be hard, but without a printer or scanner it's actually extremely difficult. I went to the Croydon library to try and figure it out.
Second library card down. I'm on a roll with these things. Two in less than two weeks. I'm coming for you next, Clapham!
As it turns out Canadian libraries are like a dream compared to British libraries. At the Croydon library (and presumably all London libraries) you have to register for a computer. You can't just hop on one and enter in your card number. You have to go to this creepy station and enter a password and then it gives you the option of booking a computer at any library and you're like I'm here why would I want to book at the one across town. Anyway, I basically decided that was too much work and walked to a super creepy internet cafe where there were two cops interviewing the owner. On the bright side I only had to pay £1.50 for the whole thing because the guy was so distracted by the police.
Now I'm sitting in bed watching Scooby Doo 2 and doing laundry, I think. I feel like everyone here only has a washer, which is cool, except I don't really get how that works with underwear. Is my landlady going to hang it up in her backyard? Do I hang it up in the bathroom? Do they do laundry every week because to hoard it university style creates a logistical problem? This is how I'm spending the remainder of my Saturday...pondering how I'll dry my underwear.
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