England Day 6

Today so far has been quite leisurely. i woke up late and my first act of the day was to go to lunch. We went to a cute little pub that was nice even if it did smell like smoke. then i headed over to T-Mobile to try to figure out why i was charged 4p a minute one day and 1 pound a minute the next. that question was answered, albeit a bit strangely. Apparenty i only got 4p a minute for 50 minutes. Confusing. We're going to see 12th night at the Old Vic tonight. I'm quite looking foreward to that. I no longer want to cut out early. I want to finish the trip, only i want the trip to be over now, like fast-forwarded. All the activities included and enjoyed, but on my way home. i barely cried at all last night. It occurs to me that this sounds like a prison camp diary, "I cry at night". Well i do, and theres not much i can do to stop it.

Watching game shows i realized that some of the commercials are the exact same as at home but with British voice-overs. interesting...

Later:
I'm glad that we're seeing Shakespeare tonight. Shakespeare is always calming for me. maybe its because my name comes from a shakespeare play. He always seemed to me as almost a third parent. Going home is sounding less appealing but being home is sounding more appealing. Today i mailed postcards to my grandmother, my brother's girlfriend, my office, and a good friend of mine. i hope they get there before i do.

Today at T-Mobile i saw the drug dealer again. He was with a different woman who was fighting with the T-Mobile people. He must be really popular around here.