Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Good morning,

Another Sunday morning - gray, windy, cold. Winter is here. A brief update since i wrote the to-do list
I didnt do the following -
1>Walk around Regents Park
2>Book my tickets
3>Avoid alcohol and sugar

Instead i ended up in Tunbridge Wells, visiting an old friend. She lives in this cosy little house - and we were thinking of doing something relaxed, get a drink or two at the most. Even setting a budget - 15 quid. We spent the night at this pub which sort of turns into a club - very crazy, drinking vodka/diet cokes and shaking to the 80's. It was freezing in Tunbridge Wells - after a certain point I couldn't feel my toes no more, dressed as i was for London.
Met someone too, we were checking each other out all evening and I thought he might be Scandinavian because of his blonde hair and blue eyes. Turned out to be Irish, Sales exec in advertising, part -time guitarist in a band and a songwriter. We spent all night talking on my friends couch, In the morning I discovered he studied art history at uni. I might see him again today, which brings me back to - this gray, cold Sunday - couldn't it be blue and sunny, especially for me? today? It also sucks that i need to leave the country in 15 days or so, now i'm beginning to feel the first signs of panic.