So I am back in the United States. I had an eventful trip home which involved much stress and craziness on my part and ended up with me being stranded in Detroit for a night. Then, of course, when I finally did make it back to Minnesota, the airline had misplaced my luggage, which had all my Christmas presents in it. They delivered it later that ( Read more... )

So, it's my last day in London. Almost everything is packed, and my taxi arrives in an hour and a half to take me to the airport. Then it's fourteen hours of air travel until I'm home ( Read more... )

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Life here has kind of been crazy this past week. First, I realized that all those stabbing pains in my back/side were really not good, and that I should probably get seen for that. After waiting for three hours at the free clinic, a nurse told me that what was hurting were my kidneys, and that was because they were infected. She didn't want to ( Read more... )

So I am sort of crazy and Kaitlin and I went to see Guys and Dolls again last night. I know. But it was the last night with the original cast (now Sky, Adelaide, and Nathan are being replaced with BBC actors) and it was an amazing show, so we decided to go again. I thought we were pretty insane for going again (since it meant camping out again) ( Read more... )

Okay, so my life has been a sort of crazy rollercoaster the past few days. Mainly because I have four essays due in three weeks, airlines are fucking with my reservations, and I have no time ever, but there is also the fact that I have gotten a total of five hours of sleep in the past two days, combined with waking up at arse o'clock in the ( Read more... )

So I just got back from seeing Harry Potter. Kaitlin and I are dorks and we were going to go to the midnight show last night, but then the theater got all stupid and decided not to have a midnight showing. Apparently here in London theaters will sell out shows and then just hope the movie gets there in time. And if it doesn't, then they cancel ( Read more... )

So, I realized this weekend, after spending ten days in Italy, that coming back to Britain no longer feels like coming back to a vacation - it feels like home. Italy was wonderful, but when I got off the Tube stop at Mile End and walked back to school, everything seemed so right. Living in a flat, going out for some groceries before I cooked ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I get the urge to make incoherent posts while drunk, but I really should stop that. It amuses me to see it later (especially when I misspell very simple words like 'books' and 'by') but it's really not as funny as it was at 3 in the morning ( Read more... )

So I am about hree hours from bine g21, and oh lord am i drunk. Whw... My friends are going to be gone tomorrow, so they thought we should have the celbration gonight ( Read more... )