Mood: OK, I have no idea what time it is.
Music: None.
Game: "I know where I am."
Book: American Gods, Neil Gaiman. Although I just finished it....
Watching: Nothing.
Weather: Rainy, cool.
Observations for Days 4 and 5.
- My Chinese restaurant is still there! And oh BOY were the mussels in black bean sauce and chilli GOOD.
- The more time I spend here, the more I realize that it feels like I never really left.
- The weather here is exactly like Seattle.
- I love British accents. I'm finding myself starting to get some of my odd pronounciations back.
- It's good seeing old friends.
- I haven't made it up to Hampstead yet. I'm not sure I will. It might hurt.
- I've only been down the pub once. Although tonight looks like two.
- As nice as the hotel is, I feel like I'm sleeping on a rock. Talk about a firm mattress. I think our featherbed has spoiled me.
- My internal body clock is now completely screwed.
- It's outragously expensive to live in London. Like, it was always expensive...but now it's plain stupid.
- I'm awake. No, really.
- Quote of the day, from an email from an account person: "As Glenn had guessed earlier on, the Client had been unable to provide [company deleted] comments on time, but due to the priority of the project there is still pressure to hit 3/8." Ask me if I'm surprised. No, no I'm not.
- Working a full day in the UK, then a chunk of the day during Seattle hours definitely takes a lot out of a guy.
Fookus! Come home soon! Stuff is breaking left and right around the apartment and there is nobody to fix it. Also, the cat is punishing me for your being gone by repeatedly climbing up onto the top of our canopy bed in the middle of the night and then launching his eight-pound brick-in-a-fur-sack body down at my prone, unconscious form. He may, in fact, be trying to kill me and eat me. (which would suck) Also, there is nobody to blame the messy kitchen on. (except the cat, which holds less water)
I miss you!
Posted by: Mrs. Mr. Fookus at February 22, 2007 01:53 PM