london. day 28. 2007.

july 4, 2007.

--
don't be vague.
be brave.
is what i am thinking.
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me- "sailer, you can be cap't Jack Sparrow."
sailer- "no, I'm just a sailer."

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!
freedom from england you say?
pff whatev.

walked around south hampton row for a while.
got fruit from the little market by our flats.
sat outside for a while eating fruit outside our flat.
it is an exceptionally nice day today.
dustin is throwing grapes at the people who pass by.
but only the ones in suits.
and we talk about what we are going to do with the rest of our summer.
plotting.

and i miss home.

and my family.

and familiarity.
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go to the vc luncheon.
i still have a bad limp.
what the hell did i do to my foot??
probably a pulled muscle.
jess bogart is very sweet.
marissa is very sweet also.
i can't spell her last name with out looking it up.

went to the highest point in london with the vc kids.
it pales in comparison to spain.
the view was actually pretty ugly.
did the group photo thing.
there were buskers and i made bill dance with me.
we danced on the highest point in london.
even though the view was ugly.

went on a canal ride at the NACHO veggie place with the vc kids and professors.
i want a boat.
it reminds me of kim, and our plans to move to mexico for a year.
and live on a boat.
that'd be beautiful.
but i don't think she'll do that. or dream about that again.

came back to the flats around 7 pm.
drank wine with dustin.
went to south hampton row to collect people.
went dancing. SO MUCH FUN.
that was the best night of dancing in london by far.
people who came out with us included:
scat, bogart, caitlyn, sailer, and craig.
i love these people.
jess found a boy.
he was really sweet.
pillar. bouncers. run!
find her.
relief.
home.
pass out in the hallway with dustin.
[that last bit may not make any sense. it isn't supposed to make sense to you, but it will for all those involved.]

craig: "it's ok, maybe he'll add another element to your art. like rainbows and butterflies."

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and HEY! i just think you are kind of.

and the people
take the compliments
and i can't deal