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London: two bottles of wine, a bottle of whiskey, abusing the tube rules, attacking Sam Beam, 'Fever Dream', graffiti all over Holloway Road, stealing a pare, dancing to 60's soul and Russian folk music at the Transgressive Record's studio, pushing Anna around in a child's pram and realizing that's where she got the bruises from the next day, passing out on a mattress, and then finding my name written on a paving slab walking to the tube station at half 6 the next morning.
Yesterday: driving around the countryside, deciding the direction based on the flip of a coin, listening to Death Cab For Cutie and The Postal Service singing very loudly, taking my first ever driving experience, antiquing, getting ID'd for cider, and then drinking cheap wine and watching The Big Lebowski.
Today: it's been raining. But, hey, things are pretty good right now.