Today, I meant to do an essay and didn't, meant to be productive and wasn't, but did pack up all my earthly belongings and get comically hammered off one glass of wine. I'm very tired, and I think I have, idiotically, acquired an ear infection - my ears are bunged up with some sort of pressure gradient, and I keep feeling like I want to fall over - and thus a little white wine with lunch had me in a ridiculous state of inebriation.
(We were in Bishop's Stortford today - my mum is here, too - and following lunch at Zizzi's, went to pick up bits and bobs from Waitrose. I was dizzily following Mani around and saying, "I feel very... what's the word? I feel very... very..."
"Drunk?"
"No! I feel very
socioeconomic. Yes.")
I did! Waitrose is scarily southern and posh. Mani decided to buy a brownie with espresso in for sole purposes of sobering me up, but it didn't work and I went home and slept for three hours. I also bought a paperback copy of
Fragile Things today, which I am so excited about reading.
Anyway, yes! I am back, slightly more sober, in a lot of pain from my ears - and I'm going to scream the plane down tomorrow, no doubt - and ready to leave the country. I'm going to New York! Yay! I won't be answering my phone, but probably will have internet. Fingers crossed.
gamesiplay and I are hosting a Panfandom Lunch O'Doom in New York City over Easter weekend, so, again, do let me know if you want to come along, it will be awesome. And now I must depart.