everyday i try to kid myself, by listening to a london radio station.

i listen to news reports of the happenings around london, which train lines are down, and which highways are jammed, and sometimes i take note of them. i also remember the ads and jingles of products that don't even exist at where i really am, and i hum the tunes of those ads in my head even after work.

sometimes it works, and i start to believe that i really am working in london. afterall the only view from my window is a 30 storey building opposite, and i can't see anything else but that. so there's nothing to tell me that i am not where i really am.

sigh....i sure know how to day dream. but it sure helps to stop me from killing my idiotic and inflexible colleague! anything to make living here less miserable i guess!