Head over heels, as I'm driving through the fields

Happy Sunday! Or, at least, it was Sunday, all day today. Here is a quick update of what I have been up to (hint: it is not much!).

Thursday: I had a boring class and a really good class! We discussed the relative value (or lack there of) of Che Guevara's skills as a strategist. It was fun. I also applied for a job as a call center person! Then I took refuge from a sudden rainstorm in the doorway of a place that was really warm and smelled like bread. After that, I met Jason and some random art girls (who were actually pretty nice!) for some coffee at STARBUCKS, because I miss America a little. And I love things that I haven't done in ages. After all THAT, I was appropriately social, cooked dinner, and went out for drinks with my flatmates. They discovered that I lived in Egypt, and I discovered that Fosters is a tasty and worthwhile beer.

Friday: I accomplished remarkably little! I did laundry. I went out to our newly instituted Poker Night, and lost my five pound buy-in. But I won at hearts! Which didn't entail money. But whatever. We stayed up till 5.

Saturday: I slept a lot! And then I went on an adventure and bought a mug! And a really good Neil Gaiman book about Gods in America. It is the best. Then Jason came and we watched Pushing Daisies, which is so good.

Sunday: I messed around, and then got Jason really lost, and then we had a Modern Art Experience at the Tate Modern. It was exhausting, so I walked a really long and circuitous route back home because I was out of money after buying a pretty poster and even prettier postcard. We did discover a really cool park with a lit-up blue pathway which may or may not be a passage into another, magical dimension, so there's that. Due to the strenuous nature of all the modern art, I bought myself some delicacies from M&S, and retreated to read my book. Which is awesome. I may or may not be approaching 200 pages in. It may or may not be 2am. Whatever, comment on the back of the book that says I will "be enthralled and stay up all night to finish the book". You're not the boss of me.

In other, London-related news...I got nothing. I'm trying to take this experience slowly, and treat myself like a recovering invalid or something. I don't know why, it just seems smart, given that I still feel weird about being back here, and I really miss Cairo a lot. Oh, and America, I guess. I just miss things that I used to be able to do, in Cairo and in the US. I miss houses. And bathtubs. But you know what? Oh well! It's not really an active missing thing, more just something residual that is not really that bothersome.

This week should be nice, I'm planning on pretending to be a real person and going to the library or something. Then I should go out, at least one night. Also: an adventure to the Old Neighborhood??? And this weekend: day trip to Stratford? And a visit from Emma? Excitement!

I'm kind of itchy to start this whole traveling thing. Or, you know, this whole going out to trendy clubs and having amazing, crazy times. Either one. I figure they aren't mutually exclusive. So. I'm going to go listen to Neil Diamond and then go to bed!

Kisses!