Delinquent days are here again

My room is fucking awesome. I've got a loft! It's like a whole little balcony looking out over the rest of my room! And my window is enormous, all the way to the ceiling, with a cute little window seat. And I have a sink! In my room! Woo! The whole building is beautiful, actually. It's old, and even though all of the walls and the (amazingly detailed) crown moulding are kind of battered and chipped, it gives it character, instead of making it seem musty and crusty.

The only dilemma is: I don't have any sheets. Or pillows. Or blankets. Or even a towel. So tonight will be fun. I went out this evening in search of a linens store, but I walked for 30 minutes in the direction I had been pointed, fruitless, and decided to turn back when it started to rain. So I suppose I'll have to sleep under all of my clothes tonight, and continue my search tomorrow, which can conveniently factor in to tomorrow's "learn the tube routes" lesson I had planned for myself.

On my way back from my failed expedition, I treated myself to dinner at a Thai restaurant, because... a city is only as good as it's Thai food? I used to hate meals alone if there were other people around me being social, but recently I've decided eating alone, by choice, is rather empowering. That's not to say that I want to eat alone forever, but you know. Also fun was the very first legal bottle of wine I have ever purchased. I have since concluded that I am entirely too exhausted to drink any, but it is still momentous.

Speaking of tired, I am. Night!