got to london at 7 in the morning, saw paul mccartney walking down the street. wandered all day. met emma. we got high and dyed our eyebrows black. havent slept in 2 days, got drunk off one beer. drunk in the bathroom of a vietmanese restaurant. saw the fall and the buzzcocks, you're beautiful. so are you. restless, and watching flys fly around while listening to kevin shields. i think we're going to rent a car and drive to france when allyson gets here. why does everyone have to be too cool for each other all the time?