The Breakfast Club London with two misfits

In belated honor of Pancake Day, I'm dragging up some pictures from an evening in which I went to dinner with Rosianna and Kayley in London.  We went to this place called The Breakfast Club.  They have multiple locations throughout the city.  Kind of a hipster-y vibe.  But the food is FABULOUS.  Above is my delicious plate entitled Reggie the Veggie:  veggie sausage, hashbrowns, eggs, mushrooms, grilled tomato, beans and toast.  Highly recommended.

Just stay out of it.

I'm tired, but I want to write this.  So many posts have been lost because I put them off for a day.  And then another day.  And another.  That's what happened with the P4A night.  I really wanted to recount it bloggularly because it was such a fantastic evening, and then I let it go too long and now the essence of those feelings--I just would not be able to explain the night with the justice it deserves.  But let me tell you what happened today.

Today I went downtown.  Arrived in the afternoon, hung out until evening.  I was walking back from Spring Street.  I like to sit around in the cafés there.  Anyway, yes, so walking down 7th.  Which is one of the less-sketch streets, I would say, if you want to get back to Figueroa.  If you're having trouble visualizing what I'm talking about, just pull up downtown Los Angeles on Google maps.

Okay, walking east on 7th.  Got my headphones in.  And I see this guy a couple paces in front of me--he's holding up a bottle of Sprite.  And then he's dumping it on some girl's head.  At first I think, did this wacko just pour Sprite on a complete stranger?  Because the girl was completely ignoring him.  I imagined myself as the victim.  How would I react if some random guy came up behind me and poured soda over my head?  Would I ignore it to avoid confrontation?  Just keep walking?

Knitted Doctor Who TARDIS Gloves

I was skyping with my friend Lidewij and she mentioned that she was knitting something for me.  She was about to tell me in the call, but I insisted that I wanted it to be a surprise.  And boy was it!  I was expecting a simple scarf after she'd made a crazy complicated one for Sanne's birthday.  Or maybe a hat. Or gloves.  But what arrived was better than I ever imagined!

Sanne in Edinburgh

One inevitable aspect about vacation photos, especially if you are going with friends, is that you probably won't be in most of the photos you take.  And as much as I love Sanne, I wish I had more pictures of myself in these gorgeous places.  For example, I think this was our first morning in Edinburgh.  And we were walking to the main drag.  And I just remember being struck by how phenomenal this lighting was.  So I was all "Sanne, get in there, and let me make you look beautiful."


What I brought in to look like:

A message from my father.

Marion, it's your father speaking.  

 Just checking in on you--making sure you're still... kicking.

London Playlist

I just found this.
London Playlist
The Scientist - Coldplay
She's Got Something - Greg Holden
You Mean Everything Tonight
Piano Instrumental from YouTube
Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5
Make a Man Out of You - from Mulan
one of the songs from Like Crazy
A Man's Gotta Do - from Dr. Horrible
Chesbutts Roasting on an Open Fire - Lex Croucher (currently unavailable everywhere)
So this is all a bit in the spirit of some of Kayley's blog posts.  I am writing this on the plane and the first song on this playlist came on, and I just heard so much of myself in London, and then other songs came to mind.  And here we are.  Another way for me to hold tight.

I'm gonna make some assumptive amendments:

You Mean Everything Tonight = Give Me Everything - Pitbull feat. Ne-Yo
Piano Instrumental from YouTube = Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - cleiph
one of the songs from Like Crazy = Arrivals N2 - Dustin O'Halloran


Sometimes it is totally acceptable to buy yourself a present.

A parlor in Edinburgh.

Marion's been rummaging around the old desktop, and Sanne complained about me not having posted in a while, and I have THREE assignments to do, and it's 10pm, and my classes start at 9am so let's get some pictures going!

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