just visiting

This is Jesse.

He emailed me out of the blue and said he was going to be visiting London for a bit, would I mind hanging out for a day? I said sure, nevermind that I had only met him once, about six years ago. No matter, he's a good guy. I think the photo came out pretty good considering the camera was sitting on my lap. And that you're not supposed to take photos in the museum. whoopsie.

Jesse was going around London with a well planned out list of places to see and do. He based part of his list on the novel Pattern Recognition, which was rather creepy because I had been reading when he contacted me. He didn't manage to find a curta, but I think he found his way to Camden Town. Hope it didn't disappoint too much!

My life seems to be scattered and jumbled right now, or maybe its just my brain that is. I can't seem to concentrate on anything. I seem to run out of time to do things, even though I have all the time in the world. Its like time expands and contracts according to how much you have to spare. The more time you have, the longer it seems to take to get things done. I feel like I'm walking through mud. I do things everyday, and yet I can't seem to get beyond eating, sleeping and taking the dog out. What is happening to my time? Maybe I can blame the internet. Everyone else does.

The book club meeting went well last week. Met some cool people. The surfing thing fell through though. I will have to try harder.