a little nervous about tomorrow

the music was good on friday. it was weird to be out by myself, but i

[actually]

met people and had a great time.

[met a boy-tall skinny, cardigan...the whole works that was a nice point in the evening]

the metros

[myspace.com/themetrosband]

were great, nice stage presence, really fun poppy songs that remind me of the rock of the 60's.

[i do believe it's coming back folks!]

the displacements were fine, they had two great songs, but the rest sounded a bit too much like fall out boy for my taste.

yesterday was spent at the London Dungeons. that was totally fun. hokey as hell, with some good history and some excruciatingly bad history in it. all completely cheesy and really quite nice. one fantastic moment was the tyburn ride. they actually made a drop ride the height of tyburn

[a gallows that was in fact three put together, the walk to it while less than a mile usually took like 3 hours to complete because of the crowds that came to see people get hanged. dancing the tyburn jig was what the hanging were called. its the sense of frivolity toward death which i just love about the english...]

so it actually felt like you were getting hanged without the pesky noose and getting dead part.

today was supremely lazy. most of it spent in bed with an expedition to Morrisons for some things that i needed like coffee.

but mostly today was spent thinking about tomorrow. i start my part time job at the PR firm tomorrow. im excited and i have these moments of what if im not good at it, but mostly im just excited. and tuesday i have an interview...so to city rockers then to the interview.

this morning as i was waking up i was so sure i was in my bed at home. it was the most bizarre feeling waking up and realizing i was in a different country. im very excited to go home, mostly because it doesnt feel like christmas here. which is fine for me because christmas isnt so much the days leading up to it

[but i did get an awesome advent calendar from J]

its the snow and the family and the candles and the fire. as i am writing this the Hanukkah candles are burning and i love the firelight. its the best part of the dark season. the fire.

as much as i want to go home, i am really happy here. i have created this life, made it myself. and it is really starting to be something.

its almost like im living in a movie, all the parts of the montage that one doesnt get to see but are equally as good.

but without the danger music, thats really what i need, some danger music.

but i guess i do have a soundtrack. thank god for the ipod.