Just while I’m in town for the Olympics — I’m leaving this evening.
But his reply to my thank you e-mail was, “Please stay for as long as you need time to yourself! And, then, if you want company, we’re all getting back in two weeks!”
DUDE, DO NOT TELL ME TO STAY IN YOUR BEAUTIFUL FIVE STORY LONDON HOUSE LOCATED NEAR A PARK, AND SLIGHTLY LESS NEAR A BUNCH OF THEATRES AND MUSEUMS AND SHIT, FOR TWO+ WEEKS. WITH YOUR AMAZING SOUND SYSTEM AND YOUR WALLPAPER FROM REGINA’S OFFICE IN ONCE UPON A TIME.
I just told you my dissertation’s due in a month and a half! This is like those casinos that offer Hawaii vacations and diamond tiaras and free suites and money vouchers to people they know are gambling addicts. Except I am an enjoying culture-being alone-not working addict! AND YOU ARE OFFERING ME TEMPTATION I AM NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO REFUSE.
Except I’m totally going to. I am leaving today. I am.
Maybe tomorrow? NO. Today!