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Sep. 26th, 2007 03:22 ami'm awfully cold and tired at this very moment. i want to go to sleep, but there's no point. why? cause i'm waking up... in an hour and a half. that is, to say, that i'm not bothering to go to sleep tonight so that i'll sleep on the train? or something like that. it'd be killer if we had a pretty empty train and got up there a little earlier. or something. no such luck, i'm sure. businessmen and whatnot, i'm sure.
my juanboy is still the coolest boy i know. such a sweetie. i'm gonna miss being able to contact him whenever.
also, we have over 450 pictures of these three weeks. what the heck happened?? we didn't *do* enough to have that many pictures at least 200 were in london, though, so... i think it's the architecture.
we leave at 5 for the tube, 6:20 from euston to manchester. and that's gonna get us up there close to 9. hopefully our train will go on to the airport. *keeps fingers crossed* then on the plane at 11. in chicago by 1:30. in cincy by 6. home by 8. woohoo. i'm way too tired already. i mean, i have the feeling i'll be jazzed when i get home. but until then, that looks awfully long. in fact, it is awfully long considering the terrible mai tai i had like 3 hours ago, the lack of sleep last night, the lack of general stuff in my life, and the lack of enthusiasm i have for going home.
oh, by the way, celestine?? has evil moments for no frikking reason. all the more reason not to travel with her. and she just shrugged it off. SHE'S BEEN TREATING ME AWFUL FOR A WEEK. and she just shrugs like it doesn't matter. IT FRIKKIN DOES MATTER.
whatever. i'm all packed up and my clothes are ready and i'm just... i'm headed home. i'm nearly home and i'm not exactly sure i want to be back home. i wasn't exactly more spiritual here, but it's a lot less likely that i'm influenced by... associations?
whatever. i'm having internet withdrawl (that is, to say, lj withdrawl). i'm having fast food withdrawl. i'm having... withdrawl. general. sheesh. i don't even have the motivation to put the rest of the slide show together. i've got about 200 pics to add cause i haven't done anything since that thursday night we got here. (the day they saw the beginning of the show and it was already 20 mins long. i'm breaking it into segments. the first 15 mins or whatever is everything before london. and london's on its own. i think i'm even getting rid of like half the other pics anyway.
alright. i'm gonna crash a bit, i think. nothing to write. not too happy about going home, but not sad either. so, whatever.
my juanboy is still the coolest boy i know. such a sweetie. i'm gonna miss being able to contact him whenever.
also, we have over 450 pictures of these three weeks. what the heck happened?? we didn't *do* enough to have that many pictures at least 200 were in london, though, so... i think it's the architecture.
we leave at 5 for the tube, 6:20 from euston to manchester. and that's gonna get us up there close to 9. hopefully our train will go on to the airport. *keeps fingers crossed* then on the plane at 11. in chicago by 1:30. in cincy by 6. home by 8. woohoo. i'm way too tired already. i mean, i have the feeling i'll be jazzed when i get home. but until then, that looks awfully long. in fact, it is awfully long considering the terrible mai tai i had like 3 hours ago, the lack of sleep last night, the lack of general stuff in my life, and the lack of enthusiasm i have for going home.
oh, by the way, celestine?? has evil moments for no frikking reason. all the more reason not to travel with her. and she just shrugged it off. SHE'S BEEN TREATING ME AWFUL FOR A WEEK. and she just shrugs like it doesn't matter. IT FRIKKIN DOES MATTER.
whatever. i'm all packed up and my clothes are ready and i'm just... i'm headed home. i'm nearly home and i'm not exactly sure i want to be back home. i wasn't exactly more spiritual here, but it's a lot less likely that i'm influenced by... associations?
whatever. i'm having internet withdrawl (that is, to say, lj withdrawl). i'm having fast food withdrawl. i'm having... withdrawl. general. sheesh. i don't even have the motivation to put the rest of the slide show together. i've got about 200 pics to add cause i haven't done anything since that thursday night we got here. (the day they saw the beginning of the show and it was already 20 mins long. i'm breaking it into segments. the first 15 mins or whatever is everything before london. and london's on its own. i think i'm even getting rid of like half the other pics anyway.
alright. i'm gonna crash a bit, i think. nothing to write. not too happy about going home, but not sad either. so, whatever.
