full of moxie and viscosity

A few lessons learned today. First and most importantly, we are all older than we used to be. Secondly, there are thieves around!! I got my camera stolen at a club tonight. My digital! My pride and joy! Ack! Horrid. However, there are worse things that could have happened. We are all safe and happy and I have my passport and money and cards... but one hundred pictures gone. Oh my. Should I purchase a new camera or get a disposable or rely on my friends for other pictures? I don't know and I can't decide. I found a British boy to kiss at the club... Ben... it was nice. He was lovely and nice and helped me look for my camera. Minus a couple gay guys, he was the cutest one at the club. But is cute even relevant? No. He was interesting and wordly. Why am I still talking about him? Anyway, tomorrow I will decide about the camera and decide about my attitude and decide about other things because I'm spending tomorrow alone, in London, wandering the streets, making myself remember why I'm independent and artsy.

I miss everyone. A lot. Especially Emily.