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I'm sick again. Tara's boyfriend Kirby was sick last week and was always coming around our place. I think he infected me. I have quite the dry cough. *sigh* I was going to wake up early this morning and go to a brunch with all of my friends from church, but I had to call and cancel because I feel like death warmed over. And now I'm sitting on the couch, miserable and unshowered, watching a show called "Eastenders." Oh British TV...you make absolutely no sense.
I come home in three weeks. *cries* I will miss you, London.
Yesterday Angie and I took a "cruise" down the Thames to Greenwich. We hiked up to the Royal Conservatory and stradled the Prime Meridian. Yes, I stood in two places at once. It was cool. Then we came back to London and went on a mission for leather gloves on Oxford Street. I found some at BHS that I really like. They keep my hands nice and warm and keep that icy winter wind away.
Just a small update this time. Now I'm off to cook myself some chicken soup, drink some orange juice, and take a nap.
I come home in three weeks. *cries* I will miss you, London.
Yesterday Angie and I took a "cruise" down the Thames to Greenwich. We hiked up to the Royal Conservatory and stradled the Prime Meridian. Yes, I stood in two places at once. It was cool. Then we came back to London and went on a mission for leather gloves on Oxford Street. I found some at BHS that I really like. They keep my hands nice and warm and keep that icy winter wind away.
Just a small update this time. Now I'm off to cook myself some chicken soup, drink some orange juice, and take a nap.