quickie

i'm a terrible person. after posting a crappy place-filler from belfast, i'm now posting another crappy place-filler from london. but at least i'm posting again. i've been thinking plenty (being pretty much alone for a week will do that), but i just haven't had the time or the energy (or the technology, in some cases) to write it down here. like now, i have about 8 minutes on my internet card thingie. then it's bed time, then it's getting up time, then it's market time, then it's flying time. and then i get picked up at the airport for the first time in new york. woo!

but i promise, i promise, for the like four of you who read this, that i will write a big long novel of an entry when i get back to sanity in the states. if i don't, i'll buy you a beer or something.

as if i hadn't said this enough: i left college at the right time. i was ready. go me.

until next time... cheers mate!