I'm on the plane back from London as I type this. I finally have free time to do it. And I'll be blunt, I'm exhausted.
Working, meetings, and idiots aside, it was...nice? They put me up in somewhat of a bed and breakfast/hotel. The woman who ran the place, an elderly woman, always came by my room at night and asked what I wanted for breakfast in the morning. She really liked asking me questions. I didn't mind, surprisingly, she was very...easy to talk to. Shocking coming from me, isn't it?
I hope you two got along fine without me. I missed you. I'm sorry I couldn't call. Oh, and I have presents.
I can't wait to see you again. I missed you like you wouldn't believe. I hope you got the present I sent...I have another. I'll take you out to dinner when I get back, alright?
...and Honda? You made me re-read Fight Club.