down to the ground.

Tomorrow: off to Barcelona.

Today: wrote some of my play, watched Wall-e. Twice, maybe. I absolutely love this movie. Maybe I can relate... the traveler, in a new place, trying to tie himself to something he knows.

Wall-E had Eve on the Axiom. I guess I have... well. I used to have an iPod, which was a lot like Eve. Oh iPod! I miss you so! You were a lovely, lovely iPod, and now I have nothing to listen to.


That's like me, dreaming of my iPod.

Now all I have to listen to is the dreary, cold world.

I feel loads better. Today was what I needed. Wall-e, water, excedrin, soup, and salami sandwiches are great healers. But my mouth is all burnt from all the hot soup. I need some sort of spoon that has a heat senser that tells me if my mouth will be happy with the heat. Does such a spoon exist?

Christmas is coming. They finally turned on the lights around town. I'll take pictures when I get back and wow you all. It's like a Christmas card, but real life!

(oh, and no comments on the last post? have I lost you all with my long vacation betwen posts?)

sure you're weedy, and kind of shy.

Erin came to England and we had a wonderful time.

But now I'm sick and I can't find my iPod. My limbs hurt and lights are not my friend. My head is stuffed with cotton balls and I couldn't sleep last night, because I was either too hot and sweating, or too cold and in danger of being too hot again.

Everyone is sick too. What do you do when you're sick but you don't have insurance? Complain, I guess.

More on everything later. I'm here, I'm alive. But barely.