Miss me yet?

Of course you don't, it's not even a day since I left. Thanks everyone for coming to dinner Monday night.

Nothing very interesting to speak of as yet. I'm freakin' EXHAUSTED but I'm trying to avoid sleep for now so as not to be jet-lagged all week.

Going to the pub tonight.

How're things over there?

Well tonight I went to a pub with a bunch of other BUNAC participants. Everyone was really friendly and I even left with one guy's phone number. Day 1 complete.

All three words have been a part of my vocabulary for years. nyah.

Actually, it was a Canadian named Jared. I'll have to get out of London to meet actual British people. Seriously, I'd guess that almost half of the city, or at least the areas I frequent, is full of Americans, Canadians, and Australians. Oh well. Fun as all hell.

I'm sure they'd prefer that I wear pants (knickers, actually) to work, so long as I wear them under my trousers.

Holy shit I typed a long long long post on how much I love it over here and CHUD ate it.

Well, I love it here.

My eyes hurt. I'm not sure if this is due to the horrible London air or the amount of alcohol consumed last night. London's great to visit but I could never live here. Feckin' miserable. (no, that's not a typo)

I've made lots of new friends- almost all Canadian. I've managed to piss of one of the receptionists at the hostel- there was a misunderstanding about my reservation and I'm pretty damn sure I'm in the right (my roommates backed me up) and she was very rude so I think I'll be moving on sooner than I had originally planned.

Hmm... You'd think I'd have more to say, but there really isn't that much going on as yet. Well, I've got a mobile phone if anybody wants to reach me- 07940 509 240. If you're crazy enough to call from the states (slightly expensive, just maybe) you dial 44 7940 509 240. But if sending text messages is cheaper (probably is?) feel free to do that!

Great Portland Street, if that gives you any idea. It's pretty central.

You know I miss you all.

Elizabeth- that's a very large part of the reason I'm in such a rush to get out of London. I'm blowing my nose constantly and I can't walk down the street without people blowing smoke in my face -usually not intentionally- it's so disgusting.

Anyways, tomorrow I set up my bank account (with the £180 I have to my name hahahaha) then begin my frantic job hunt. Wednesday I expect to find myself... not here. Interviewing for jobs, hopefully, as I don't really have enough money to do much sightseeing.

I've not been able to kick the movie habit yet, and it's not as if I've really tried to. Last night I watched Italian for Beginners. Tonight I finally saw Swordfish. Then I felt depressed and hit the bar...

The half-pint of Guinness with black currant juice I actually managed to finish a moment ago is turning my stomach. From now on I stick with rum and coke and other safe drinks.

Wish me luck on the job hunt? The toughest, most frustrating part of my journey is about to begin.

I forgot to mention the greatest thing about being over here, and all the other girls I've met have agreed with me on this... there are so many hot guys around here! mmmmmm. eye candy...

I think I'd be a tired drunk, were I ever to drink enough at once to be drunk...

zzz...

mm hmm!

as for the job- i'm going to have to find a live-in job, there's no way around it. i'm broke. thank goodness drinks in the bar in the student center are CHEAP. well, not terribly cheap, £1.60 for rum and coke and i usually have a few of those, but that's still tons better than anywhere else around here.

i will feel SO much better when i get out of this city. i've gotten quite comfortable socially, which is a problem b/c it makes me want to stay here, but if i stay the cough i'm developing from all the second hand smoke (among other pollutants) is going to scare everyone away anyways.

hmm, i feel good

i still don't have anything really interesting to talk about though. no pictures, either.

more than half of the money i brought with me is gone, and i have no frikin idea where it went. beyond accomodation (even the hostel is pretty damn expensive!) and food and my phone (pricey but necessary) i have really not spent much. yikes. opened das bank account this morning so at least i'm not carrying around cash, or even travelers cheques, anymore. phew.

anybody who is still reading at this point deserves an award. i think this is the most boring post i've ever made. have yerselves some captain morgan's and coca-cola for me, since i must remain sober enough to find a job tomorrow.

oh yea, who wants to know what i'd title a book about this trip if there was anything interesting enough to publish? wink

enough smilies for ya dennis?