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Dec. 30th, 2004
Being Home Is Okay
Dec. 30th, 2004 10:04 pmI went downtown this afternoon to meet ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dawnage. I wandered through Covent Garden before our meeting, fiddled with cds in HMV, sat down on the steps outside a shop and watched the tourists, but bought nothing. There were sales signs everywhere, and huge clouds of pigeons floating over our heads. When she arrived, we went to a nearby pub and sat on the second floor. I had two pints on an empty stomach (the peanuts I bought didn't count) while she had a cup of tea and a glass of wine. Now I've got a massive headache. Why am I such a lush?
The bus ride home was long and tedious. There was chaos on the streets and massive traffic. I was supposed to go out tonight with Silke and Kate to ButtonDownDisco, but neither Kevin, The Sissys nor I are remotely in the mood. We had chilly with bread for dinner, watched an episode of The Practice (season 3), and now I've been here - checking the lives of strangers.
I took two neurofens an hour ago and they haven't affected me. They are supposed to be strong pills but I'm somehow immune.
I've been lately craving ecstasy pills. It's been years... The cravings are brought about from reading The Spell, by Alan Hollinghurst. I don't crave clubs, or crowds, but the feeling of euphoria and the tickling of the skin... the way music sounds when you are high, and of being outside, warm, perhaps near the sea. I guess I'm craving something that is not this.
Soon, I begin to research prices for a ticket to Brasil. I'm aiming for sometime in February, and I plan to stay there for longer than a month.
dawnage. I wandered through Covent Garden before our meeting, fiddled with cds in HMV, sat down on the steps outside a shop and watched the tourists, but bought nothing. There were sales signs everywhere, and huge clouds of pigeons floating over our heads. When she arrived, we went to a nearby pub and sat on the second floor. I had two pints on an empty stomach (the peanuts I bought didn't count) while she had a cup of tea and a glass of wine. Now I've got a massive headache. Why am I such a lush?The bus ride home was long and tedious. There was chaos on the streets and massive traffic. I was supposed to go out tonight with Silke and Kate to ButtonDownDisco, but neither Kevin, The Sissys nor I are remotely in the mood. We had chilly with bread for dinner, watched an episode of The Practice (season 3), and now I've been here - checking the lives of strangers.
I took two neurofens an hour ago and they haven't affected me. They are supposed to be strong pills but I'm somehow immune.
I've been lately craving ecstasy pills. It's been years... The cravings are brought about from reading The Spell, by Alan Hollinghurst. I don't crave clubs, or crowds, but the feeling of euphoria and the tickling of the skin... the way music sounds when you are high, and of being outside, warm, perhaps near the sea. I guess I'm craving something that is not this.
Soon, I begin to research prices for a ticket to Brasil. I'm aiming for sometime in February, and I plan to stay there for longer than a month.
