What ho, mates! I'm sitting in a flat in Kensington, eyeing our hyperactive clothes washer as it rattles and bounces everything in its immediate vicinity. ... Jesus Christ, it's fucking loud. It's like someone hammering a wall. I THOUGHT I WOULD ESCAPE THAT SOUND WHEN I LEFT OMAHA AND PAPPY BEHIND. Goddammit. It actually knocked Nicky's (closed, ( Read more... )

So tomorrow at 1:20 PM, I'm flying out of Omaha, landing in Chicago and Montreal and then making the great 6 hr 40 minute jump over the ocean to LONDON TOWN. ENGLAND. YEAH, THAT ONE ( Read more... )

Sooo, LJ, I keep saying I'll update you and then I change my icons or look at communities and give up. My entries are always so goddamn long and boring--they're at least as tedious to write as they are to read. It's hard to work up the energy to care ( Read more... )