Alrighty. Bad every day of November blogger.
I do have a very good excuse however. Went to Vegas for a wedding and I really didn’t have time to ask my friend that I was staying with to give me access to his wireless.
Wedding was lovely. Was great to see everyone. Had a good time. Drank a bit too much but not too too much. Only said maybe five really stupid things.
Hung out with my 11 year old nephew on Sunday. The top of his head is at my chin. I am short so that isn’t saying too much.
Flew back to Seattle Monday morning, caught the flight back to London in the evening. Arrived today. Stuart was waiting for me at the airport holding a sign that said THOMAS COLE. Then he negotiated the tube with my ridiculously heavy bag.
“I love you.” I said as I watched him struggling to carry it up stairs.
“That’s just because I’m carrying your fuck-off heavy bag.”
“No. Well, yes. But I still love you.”
“I love you too.”
It is very good to be home.
November 14th, 2007 at 8:09 am
Bad blogger, bad! Welcome home though.