please return

Back in one piece. Good times had. So tired. Will write more later, but now I just want to pass out forever. My wallet went missing somewhere between London Hethrow and the pay phone at O'Hare. Not too much actual money was in it, but a pain in the ass having to get a new license and cancel all my credit cards and such. Right now the idea of making Freud wear a hat and drinking alone and going to bed by 12:02 AM sounds like the perfect New Years, and I'm not even kidding. So many more stories, but now I am too beat.