My life has sort of imploded since my last posting. I thought I had things sorted out, working part-time at a restaurant, getting by fine. Well, I went in this week to see what my hours were going to be and was underjoyed to discover that I was not scheduled to work at all! My financial situation does not leave much room for this kind of occurence, so I am now broke. Get another job, right? Mmm, not so easy when you are planning on leaving the country in two and half weeks.

So: I am flying home early than expected. Today I changed my flight to the nineteenth of July, a week from today. All of a sudden my love affair with London is coming to an end. This time next week (adjusting for time warps) I will be back in the California sunshine, with my family and friends! As much as I will miss this place, I won’t miss this grey July weather, and the ridiculous cost of living.

So it looks like…

I’m going (going) back (back) to Cali. Just like Biggy used to do! …but not really.