Joan of Snark

National Lampoon's London Vacation

I’ll update about the rest of my classes later,

but it’s worth noting that every time we go to Amersham Arms (after the Hob, after Norwegian Kings), I feel out of place with the hipsters, then they play a Talking Heads song and I feel kinship with my fellow pub patrons, then they go back to playing more indie music I do not know.

Except for tonight’s inordinate amount of disco. 

  • 7 October 2011
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