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WELL I GUESS I’M SEEING HAMILTON THIS MONDAY.

WHAT.

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Hey, So, Yeah

When we last spoke, I was:

- Itching for crossword puzzles - Barely moved into the new flat

Now, I am:

- Up to my gills in crossword puzzles - Uh, still one box and many unhung artworks away from being fully moved into the new flat, but way closer!

England is still England. I don't watch British TV anymore because we wanted to put our TV on the wrong side of the room for that in our new flat, and we just haven't gotten around to fixing it. The food remains hit or miss, though we've gotten better at predicting a hit vs. a miss, and thus avoiding misses. I don't cook much anymore either, because of work, and seeing shows, and traveling, and the fact that I joined a CHOIR. The choir is deeply nerdy. I think I am the only native English speaker. I "sang" "To Build a Home" from BRIDGES for my "audition," many keys lower. Once I started adding quotation marks to that sentence, I could not stop.

I finally read the fucking Goldfinch. It was great. I am disgustingly addicted to an iPhone game called Cooking Fever (ironic because see above). I am up to my eyebrows in podcasts. I keep telling myself I will save them for planes, but then on planes all I want to do is watch movies and play Cooking Fever. Which I guess means I am saving them for walking through airports.

Speaking of airports, in case you were worried that I'd missed out on New York's HORRIFIC TUNDRA STATE this year, don't worry! I was there 3 weeks ago. I saw six shows in five days, which is something only the extremely insane do, or maybe just something former Employees of Broadway do, or maybe just something I do (though to be honest, this is only the second time I've done it, and the first was when I was 11). And for once, I planned ahead: on December 22, I wrote an email about house seats to HAMILTON at the Public. So there I was, two nights after opening, hooting and crying my face off. Believe all the hype, because it isn't. I can't wait to get my ass back across that ocean to see it again. And as an American in England, I take special joy in tottering around my office humming the refrain from "You'll Be Back."

Bear's still here. She smells. Charlie's still here. He generally does not smell. The weather is blissfully mild. The coffee remains poor. The pound remains strong (so I bought a LOT of stuff in New York). The water remains hard. The grocery store chocolate remains SO MUCH BETTER. I do not drink much tea.

We have new friends and things to do that don't involve going to America OR getting married, which is important. We have a couch, which is also important. And Papa John's delivers to us. Which is monumentally important.

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