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Dec. 13th, 2005 01:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ysobelleOne of my coworkers just THREW SOMETHING AT ME!
But it was a KitKat, so all is well.
It's increasingly difficult to keep my mind in the game, here. Not that it's much of a game, I'm just longing to be elsewhere. O, to be in England! My Dad sent me a page of links to extremely inexpensive deals, and I'm tempted. I found a deal yesterday that's the exact dates I want to travel, though it's more than I want to spend. I'm biding my time as yet, though. We'll see what shows up. I find the thought of returning to England vaguely terrifying, but I'm not sure why. Am I afraid it's all changed beyond recognition? Am I afraid I just won't have as much fun? No matter. I won't know if I don't go. Feet First at Camden Palace is gone, which grieves me, but then, it also means I don't neccessarily have to be in London on a Tuesday night, should Bath or Stirling becon.
I want to touch the hills, I want to get dirt under my nails, I want to drown in language. I want to struggle with my own accent-- yes or no, and how do I resist, anyway? I want to eat in a booth high up on the wall at King's Road Jam-- which IS still there, it's just called Buona Sera at the Jam now. I want to see Bath again. And Jane Austen's house. I want to shop on Regent Street, and Oxford Street. And Portobello Road. And Kensington Market. And Marks and Spencer. I want to walk in Stratford.
I wantIwantIwant. Sigh.
But it was a KitKat, so all is well.
It's increasingly difficult to keep my mind in the game, here. Not that it's much of a game, I'm just longing to be elsewhere. O, to be in England! My Dad sent me a page of links to extremely inexpensive deals, and I'm tempted. I found a deal yesterday that's the exact dates I want to travel, though it's more than I want to spend. I'm biding my time as yet, though. We'll see what shows up. I find the thought of returning to England vaguely terrifying, but I'm not sure why. Am I afraid it's all changed beyond recognition? Am I afraid I just won't have as much fun? No matter. I won't know if I don't go. Feet First at Camden Palace is gone, which grieves me, but then, it also means I don't neccessarily have to be in London on a Tuesday night, should Bath or Stirling becon.
I want to touch the hills, I want to get dirt under my nails, I want to drown in language. I want to struggle with my own accent-- yes or no, and how do I resist, anyway? I want to eat in a booth high up on the wall at King's Road Jam-- which IS still there, it's just called Buona Sera at the Jam now. I want to see Bath again. And Jane Austen's house. I want to shop on Regent Street, and Oxford Street. And Portobello Road. And Kensington Market. And Marks and Spencer. I want to walk in Stratford.
I wantIwantIwant. Sigh.