Well, and maybe that too would go
over better in italy, Sean!
I'm annoyed to be awake. Got hotel room. Was huge suite. Hung out in living room area for several hours. Went to bed. Woke up very warm. Futzed with air conditioning. Woke up boiling. Looked at A/C again, walked over to unit--I had set it right but it was only blowing HOT air. Oy. Can't sleep when room is over 80 degrees and unlikely to cool down even after turning hot air off so call front desk (who says "what do you want ME to do?" and i'm like well I'm not just calling to bitch! Gimme a new room? Thankfully they quickly came up and handede a key to the room next door). But now I'm kind of awake. More so, I suspect, than I'll be when my alarm goes off in a few hours.
Sean, Seska is right head to Fortnum and Mason for tea, either that or the Savoy. Both are spendy, but worth it.
That is, if the Savoy has re-opened yet.
Hello Buffistas. I have missed you all. We are now settled in our new house. It's awesome! I really love living in my own place
Joes sisters are here and the rest of the family comes today. I am mostly very excited they are here.
I'm looking at the Statue of Liberty from my balcony on a beautiful day. This is nice.
This pretty tiara
votive
reminded me of Buffistas.
Bit of a rubbish couple of days. The worst thing being, The Girl's father has new tumours in various places.
Fuck cancer. And I'm sorry you are feeling more burden-ish than support-ish. Much ~ma to The Girl's father, and to the whole family.
Welcome home, Stephanie!
Seska, much -ma to The Girl's father. I'm so sorry.
Yay, Stephanie! Best of luck in your new home!
Fuck cancer, Seska. Is your girl studying The Knowledge just for the heck of it, or in hopes of becoming a cabbie? Or, you know, just to get around?
Mmm, wagamama.
Whatever you do today, Sean, have fun and roll with it.
I need to go back to London. Last time I was there for anything longer than just changing planes (and, in one case, airports) was when we went there on a family vacation during winter break my senior year of high school. So, that would have been the week between Christmas and New Years, 1998.
