Today has been a weird day. I had ordeals at the Paris CDG airport, but I don't even care to write about them because they just involve annoying things like train tickets being invalid, possibly getting ripped off by a fruit vendor, thinking I was going to miss my flight and later the mean flight staff making me show them my boarding pass 3 different times in a matter of 5 minutes while I boarded the plane, and while I assure you these are all riveting and blog-worthy stories, I am just too tired to care. Enter generic "travel woe" experiences here.
As much as I enjoyed a week away from all the things I had let get me down for the last month had a really great mental vacation, I am feeling ready to go home. I feel like I never stop moving and lugging around suitcases and distracting myself. Rome and Paris were great, and it was wonderful to spend the time with Eia. I enjoyed nearly every bit of it.
Now I am back in London and it's weird, because what I have tried so hard to forget this last week is right in front of me. I'm staying at a hotel with Johnny and Charlie and.. Alex. He's being really nice, but I still don't really know how to feel around him, and it's emotionally draining.
I had my own room, though, thank goodness.
I have just stopped writing this blog post to have a long overdue skype chat with the one and only HayleyGHoover. I will resume typing blog like things in the morning.
It's morning! I had a really strange dream that I was back at SITC and Liam and various other people were going on this strange ride and had an extra spot so they invited me along. I did, and in the end it was this big huge obstacle course where you had to navigate your way to the "elephant room" at the top without getting hit by any of the roaming laser beams, in which case you die. I think this dream was a product of reading the Hunger Games all day yesterday. xD
I finished the book in the evening when the boys went to the grocery store, and now all I can think of is getting my hands on the sequel. I haven't had this sort of "inhale the book as fast as you can" experience since I first read the initial three Twilight books, and before that it wasn't since Harry Potter. Finding books like this is my favorite experience in the world. Alex and I had a chat actually about what makes a book so GRIPPING like this but it's hard to say. With the Hunger Games, it's perfectly executed suspense, but that's not the case with the other two.
I can't even remember what I was going to blog about last night, but basically there are 8 more days of this trip ahead of me and I am yet again exhausted. I'm staying in Camden right now, which is fun, but I have to cart all my luggage around with me so that puts a bit of a damper on poking around in shops and things while I wait for the boys to be done filming with Hat Trick.
I can't wait to go back to Dublin on Wednesday for more ApartmentRed filming, but right now the idea of boarding another flight sounds honestly terrible. xD
Okay. I have just found out check out time for this hotel is one hour earlier than I anticipated, so that's fun. Um. Maybe I should go shower or something.
This is the most boring blog post I have ever written. I'm not sure how to spice it up.
Here you go, here is a cheesy joke I found by typing "jokes" into google and clicking the first link, which is a Yahoo! Kids site. Don't expect much.
Q -What goes "Ha, ha, ha, clunk"?
A -People laughing their heads off!
Sigh. This is my life. Reading cheesy popsicle stick jokes alone in a hotel room at ten in the morning.
Days until I leave: 8
about to fall asleep
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