Ten Months in London

Give or take two weeks

Ooh HELLO. We are BACK.

I am typing this in a ~*~coworking space~*~ on my ~*~lunch break~*~.¹

THERE IS A POMERANIAN WANDERING AROUND THE CO-WORKING SPACE

It said hi to me :’) thank god :’)

London. Ten months in. What’s changed?

• I am now irrevocably into oat milk :/

  • ://///

• I can run a mile without stopping²

  • My flatmate and I recently sprinted for a bus and they said “I’ve never seen you move this fast.” All of my training is for the bus.

• I trim my own bangs and it feels like a huge risk & possible cry for help every time

• I apologise before asking a question

• Objectively annoying things I now do:

  • Spell the word apologize wrong³

  • Emphasize “end” when saying “weekend”

  • Say “uni” instead of “college”

  • Walk on the left side of the sidewalk (pavement) even though it’s fckn anarchy here and there’s no rules anyway

  • Ask “is it fookin raining?” in a northern accent every time I am caught out without an umbrella⁴

    • Use the phrase “caught out”

What’s stayed the same?

• Being American continues to Be Embarrassing

• I’m never 100% sure which side of the road I should be on for a bus I don’t take regularly

• My capacity to house a tub of Ben & Jerry’s. My preferred post-work pint

THERE IS AN OLD COCKER SPANIEL WANDERING AROUND THE COWORKING SPACE

It also said hi to me :’’’)

Some updates from my mystery era, and by mystery era I mean being too tired & busy to write these weekly posts. (Lmao “weekly.” The thing about the internet is you can say literally whatever. It doesn’t have to be true! Your blog is weekly? Sure! You’re mentally stable? Lol why not! You definitely know where the key is to your family home right now?⁵ Yas queen!)

I moved a two-story office over the past five weeks and then had to lie down for a full weekend. Slept for 11 hours each night. And took a nap both days. I was convalescing! It was fantastic. O to be a woman in the past⁶, allowed to rest at the seaside for the most minor of happenings, such as Took In Air Too Quickly.

Pictured: a shell of a woman

I quit one part-time job because it was in a dungeon and sucked lmao, good riddance.

Fool’s Spring⁷ absolutely got me and now it is 48 degrees and I am wearing my coat as a blanket indoors. Embarrassing for me. Je suis le fool.

Three things I saw in London this week:

1. A corgi puppy who stopped me in my tracks, making me even later to a dinner than I already was

2. More spiders & millipedes than I had the bandwidth⁸ to feel anything about

3. A croissant that cost £8.90. To which we as a society must say a resounding No.

xoxo,

Lianna “would love to convalesce some more if poss” Holston

1. Does this mean she has a job? We cannot know

2. Sorry, haters / potential murderers!

3. 🫡

4. Took all my strength to not type “brolly” instead of umbrella

5. @ Mom and Dad I actually do I really do

6. Except for all the rights I wouldn’t have

7. The name for the phenomenon where you see a daffodil and get tricked into believing you’ll feel warmth soon

8. Initially spelled this “bandwitch.” More convalescing is needed