Hey there, Chickens.
Adrian is in LA, soaking up the warm weather and getting pissed at ice hockey matches and i'm freezing my little butt off outdoors at the markets.
What is wrong with this picture?
Yes, Londinium has frozen over and the wind is howling through the streets and up my trousers.
I had dinner with his parents last night and had a really cool time getting merry and hearing hilarious stories of when they were children.
Mommy, ask me about the huck fin episode.
Anyway, Ara (ex housemate and busom bud) is still in Nepal and having the most outrageous time of it. Check out his blog if you feel the need. Not for the faint hearted or puritanical.
www.arasarafian.blogspot.com
Missing the Family like mad and longing to clutch my nephew to my heaving bosom and screetch ag sveeeeeeet while i smother him. Don't think i met Auntie Emey, but that horror story has haunted me for years. Yigh!
Love you just a little more than my new ipod nano christmas present.