Now that news about Harry at Pangaea is on AOL's front greeting page, LOL! It's here. I am so amused that a nightclub I just went to is now the headline in association with 'wild child' Harry, whom, by the way, I feel so sorry for. Okay here's what happened. He was coming out of Pangaea and all these paparazzi guys accosted him, one of their camera's swung and hit him really hard in the face, on the nose. I am thinking that for him this was just not acceptable, I mean think how his mom died. So he just gets really pissed and he lunges at the guy (he's probably a bit sloshed too but he's 20 so it's 2 years legal). They grappled a bit but then Harry's friends pulled him back and put him in the car, where he sat with his head in his hands looking extremely forlorn. None of this is really that relevant though, it just highly amuses me. What I want to talk about is that I'm ho-ome! After a two-hour delayed flight I finally made it to San Francisco, where apparently I took the English weather, joy. It went from in the nineties to dismally gray skies and showers. But I'm thrilled to be home nonetheless. My mom and I had a fantastic day yesterday, downtown shopping and going out for brunch and dinner. Right now we're about to go to a place in north beach so popular for breakfast that yesterday morning the line went halfway down the block! And it was raining! And this place is tiny so they were going to wait a LONG TIME. So we're trying to make it super early so that we won't have to wait for long. Wish me luck, gotta go!
What song is playing on my iTunes right now: What I'm reading: What I'm Wearing: Back to anecdotal journalism again! - Tuesday, May 1st, 2007 |