Get your new shoes off the table

Yes, I got a little rosy cheeked this weekend.  A couple times, thanks to a combination of wine, peer pressure, curiousity, and my evil twin Steve.  But I’m sober now, and still enjoying London, except for the part where I spent six straight hours reading Blighty yesterday and didn’t have anything to eat except for a bag of rice (and yes, I did eat it from the bag).  Homework…ew.

Today I’m off to a museum, eventually, and then either doing laundry or buying more clothes.  I’m also on a mission to join a club of some sort (it is an assignment).  Yoga, anyone?


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