I’m pretending I’m watching Titanic in preparation for my trip to Belfast this week, but I’m really watching it because I’m a sap.
I am an old lady. I am baking a cherry pie and sewing and watching Titanic. What has become of me?
It’s cold and rainy in London and I’m curled up in my boyfriend’s empty bed drinking his tea and listening to Elliott Smith at 9 in the morning please don’t make me leave.
I look so cute and happy in this picture from last Saturday! Also, note: this was maybe an hour before giving myself a black eye.
This week is going to rule! Tonight I’m seeing the Rubber Bandits in SoHo (they’re a British joke band that’s pretty funny), then I’m seeing Andrew Jackson Jihad for the seventh (?!?) time on Thursday with my favorite people, and then early Friday morning Luke and I are jetting over to Belfast until Monday so he can show me his hometown! In the highest spirits thanks to the excitement!