Three more hours and then I get to sleep. I think.
Spent last night in Madrid.
Afternoon in Retiro, where the hippies are. It was faaabulous. Drum circles, dreads, good looking boys all over the place. Also, lot's of Americans! Surprise. Ate jamon bocadillo, empanada (had tomatoes and peppers and stuff and was most delicious in the world), and palomira con chocolate. And a beer. Life was good.
Fell asleep on Lauren's floor after snacking at canas y tapas and smoking morroccan hash. Woke up at six in the am and took first bus back to suburban hell. Which is less hellish when you're still mellowed out from the night before. I need to get out more.
I've been sneaking off for power siestas all day, but still cannot wait until that blessed time when I am bathed and pyjamaed myself, and ready for sleep.
Two weeks until Summercase!
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