London's addictions

That I'm a person who gets addicted to things easily is not schocking news.
I've gotten addicted to some new things since I got here.
While drinking coffee this morning and smoking a cigarette before going to class I thought about this. In between sips I realized coffee was my new addiction. The ritual of stopping by Starbucks and buying coffee it's as automatic as going to the bathroom after a beer. There's a small Starbucks on my way to the school and I already know most of the staff, and most of them know what I'm having.
Maybe I need coffee because I'm a morning person now, not that jumping up and down about it. I hadn't been used to waking up early for a long time, I used to work mostly in the afternoon and evenings, there were some ocasional mornings but not nearly as many as right now. So I guess to keep myself awake I need my caffeine. And of course the cigarette. The temperature has been gradually falling, so standing in the street is not the most pleasurable thing to do in the morning, but I prefer to freeze outside than being in class and thinking about the cigarette I didn't smoke.

I also got addicted to picking up the Lite Evening Standard. It's the newspaper that is given free after midday in front of tube stations because the full edition starts being sold, so I guess they've gotta get rid of the Lite edition. I don't know if it's sold before midday or not. My knowledge of newspapers here is not vast, I don't know which one is the best or the wrost - well, The Sun is probably the worst - but the Lite ES pretty much works for me.

Reading on the bus is essencial. I like listening to music as well, but I get the feeling I'm doing something more constructive for myself. The bitch is when the others are listening to their iPods and you can hear everything, so sometimes is difficult for me concentrate, especially when the music is Rap. I hate those bastards...

The evening beer. That's becoming an addiction. Oh, well... who am I kidding? Who wouldn't have thought that?
Maybe the fact that it's getting dark so early gives me the feeling that is night already, so why not going for the shit?
But drinking alone is something kinda new. I always had someone to share my beer with, talk about stuff, smoke a cig, but now I'm basically by myself. I stand in front of the house with a pint and a pack and see people coming and going. About 5pm people start getting home from work or children come from school with their parents, so cars constantly pass by my door and invariably turns the outside lights on. They remain on for five secons maybe and then turn off. Once, twice, four times, twenty times. And all I basically want is nobody to see me there with a pint at 5:30pm. One of these days I put the beer in a tea cup, felt so pathetic. It was cold but the content in my cup didn't evaporate, you know? It was actually making my hands freeze even more, but at least nobody could see what I was drinking.

I also got used to going online and research things about Paris. Got addicted to French. Such a great time there, I wish could have taken some money with me. Sorry about that, Ro.