The City After the Fog

[dotinthesky]

The fog lifted just before noon, leaving London with a beautiful & clear Autumn sky. I met with co-workers in a pub by Waterloo station and ate Thai. I tried to get a credit card at the bank but the long queu discouraged me. I got pushed further into brasilian bureacracy at the consulate, as they tried to figure out how to give me a passport sans military service. I wandered downtown's streets, looking for gym shorts. You know what? Neither HMV or Virgin carry the documentary Crumb; I was sure they would have tons of copies -- even on sale. Nada, zilch, nothing. Possibly, maybe, next week, when new DVDs arrive.

I'm loving Jim Dodge's Fup. Short, sweet and funny.

My legs were aching from all the walking. They begged me for a bath, so I complied. Candles by the tap, stereo on the floor playing classical music and a cold glass of water at arm's reach. Possibly, maybe, the best way to relax. Chicken Thai soup and toast for dinner, downed with a glass of chilly red wine. Kevin's classical cd mix on repeat.

Anything good on TV tonight?

I've been thinking of Erasure's video for Star. I think that video symbolised me when I was 14 years old. I felt sad last night, thinking of those long gone years.

Anybody want to go out dancing soon? 80s, indie, disco balls, vodka... anything to chase Winter's blues.

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[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

I have a lot of memories attached to some of their songs.