A Girl's Gotta Do...

I've resorted to smoking the stompies out of the teacup I use as an ashtray outside. This disgusting indisgresion is the result of me deciding that the best way to contemplate my uncertain future would be to have a few glasses of wine sans any Marlboro Lights on hand. I would pop down to the friendly lady at my neighborhood Engen, but I've had to give my debit card to my mom to keep, as I have no money to my name, am unemployed, and if I could, would spend what money I do have in my account on wine, shoes and things that I probably don't (really) need, but that do look pretty at the time. Due to my current state of affairs, I've decided to pack up what I have left in iKapa, and head to London- a place that I've never felt any particular affinity for, but which has begun to look more and more promising. Some things do have to be left behind though - namely, The Boyfriend and the cat, His Majesty Flo. Leaving both will break my heart but it has to be done.