Well, that was the end of my last final - English. Wrote about the Angry Decade and Ionesco's Rhinoceros, which comes nowhere near Waiting for Godot as far as quality absurdism goes, but I digress.
It's over. I'm going back to Colorado tomorrow.
...I actually don't know what to think of this. On one hand, it's home - Colorado. On the other hand, it's London.
I shall be conflicted and mopey for a bit, I think. At least until six-thirty, when there is pizza, and afterwards, when there is dessert and booze courtesy of Piccadilly Circus.
It's over. I'm going back to Colorado tomorrow.
...I actually don't know what to think of this. On one hand, it's home - Colorado. On the other hand, it's London.
I shall be conflicted and mopey for a bit, I think. At least until six-thirty, when there is pizza, and afterwards, when there is dessert and booze courtesy of Piccadilly Circus.