vintage_belle | (no subject)

One last note type from London before I leave this place (*sob*), never to return. Or at least not to return for a long, long time. It is 9:00, I have just had my coffee, and I am waiting for the cab to come to pick me up at 9:30. According to my mother last night, I've apparently adopted an English inflection when I speak certain words - so I'm not totally affected, but getting there. I have forty million and three pictures (except not really, but I think it's pretty close). I'm going to miss this city like no other place I've ever travelled to, because that's what happens when you've lived here for two and a half months, but I'm so ready to see the City again, and everyone back at school that it's not even funny.

Still not pleased I'm going to miss the first episode of Doctor Who series 3. I really, really, really want Martha. And the Doctor, yeah, but them together would be better.

Oh, and someone may have stolen $1500 to $1800 in fraudulent charges from my bank account. We're not sure and we won't know for certain until I get back home. Aren't people grand?

Happy slightly belated St. Patrick's Day.

Oh yeah -

hikarineko; would you mind if I used Leathan? Not for original stuff, of course, for ... well, can you write fanfiction about an RPG? Because yeah. The plot bunnies bit, and we all know what happens when you try to ignore the plot bunnies.