When we were wolves...
London was amazing. The Decemberists were amazing. The smell of the tubes was amazing. The Tate and the Thames and Shoreditch and Hackney and Old Street and the funny names of underground stations and all that is London was exactly what I needed.
I've since had one Mexican party, had one pretty traumatic hair disaster (as a result it is now almost black and I'm so-so on it) and seen Brick which is one of my favorite films, like, ever, now. It reminded me a lot of someone, in like a strange way, and I even thought I smelled that person behind me in the cinema...weird? Yes.
Photos of the past few weeks have been put up on facebook. Listening to My Latest Novel right now, and really liking it, like a lot. Tomorrow is Rab and Ross's ceilidh in Dunkeld, nearer to the highlands, on an "estate." This is the kind of thing I'd like to say I do all the time, like something tremendously Scottish, but besides seriously diminishing my life expectancy by snacking on haggis, this is probably the most ethnic thing I've done this year. About 25 of us are getting the train up tomorrow, some guys saying theyre wearing kilts and that is all, and after dancing and all that, camping out in tents in the garden.
I come home soon. It will be unlike any summer I've had, mainly because it's not really going to be a summer, in the sense that I will be working full time in the city and probably want to spend my weekends napping. But maybe if I find the energy I can visit people, and nap at their houses once I've gotten there. I'm staying in CA just long enough to show my friend Zoe (hot ass Malaysian Brit) around Berserkeley, where she'll be spending her next year.
I don't know why I felt so compelled to write this.
xo
I've since had one Mexican party, had one pretty traumatic hair disaster (as a result it is now almost black and I'm so-so on it) and seen Brick which is one of my favorite films, like, ever, now. It reminded me a lot of someone, in like a strange way, and I even thought I smelled that person behind me in the cinema...weird? Yes.
Photos of the past few weeks have been put up on facebook. Listening to My Latest Novel right now, and really liking it, like a lot. Tomorrow is Rab and Ross's ceilidh in Dunkeld, nearer to the highlands, on an "estate." This is the kind of thing I'd like to say I do all the time, like something tremendously Scottish, but besides seriously diminishing my life expectancy by snacking on haggis, this is probably the most ethnic thing I've done this year. About 25 of us are getting the train up tomorrow, some guys saying theyre wearing kilts and that is all, and after dancing and all that, camping out in tents in the garden.
I come home soon. It will be unlike any summer I've had, mainly because it's not really going to be a summer, in the sense that I will be working full time in the city and probably want to spend my weekends napping. But maybe if I find the energy I can visit people, and nap at their houses once I've gotten there. I'm staying in CA just long enough to show my friend Zoe (hot ass Malaysian Brit) around Berserkeley, where she'll be spending her next year.
I don't know why I felt so compelled to write this.
xo