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Thank God. I'm pretty sure all my Londoners are okay. If you haven't posted, if you're okay, let me know. Please be okay. Anything I can do, a word is all it takes.

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Mum made me get up and go swimming, which was probably the best thing to do anyway. I hate it when they're right...I'm unbearably out of shape, but if I walk to work and swim on my days off, that should help. My goal is to be able to beat my brother at swim races again by the time I go back. And hopefully I'll keep swimming at school. There's a pool right there, I don't know why I don't use it. So, an hour of laps leaves me slightly achy, though my right ankle still hurts when I try to move it. Waiting for my brother to get out of the shower so I can go wash out the chlorine and then I'll come back and write more before dinner. My grandma flies off to China for two weeks tomorrow, so we're going out to dinner with her before she leaves. Since she comes back the same day my brother and parents leave, they won't see her for nearly a month. Anyways, I'm done hating the world now. *Snuggles world*

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I love water so much. There is really nothing better in the world than being submerged in cool water. Nothing. The best dreams are the underwater ones. The best hours involve swimming and baths. Saturday, I'm going to allot at least an hour to soaking in a tub. Maybe with bubbles, but maybe not. I love being wet, I love dabbling my feet in the water, I love having wet hair. I love showering and standing in sprinklers. I suspect I would love rain entirely, if only it didn't involve wet jeans and spotty glasses. I love my waterbed. I love cupping my hands under a running faucet and feeling water in the palms of my hands. I love fountains and the sound of running water and trickling water and rushing water and dripping water. I think pictures of waterfalls and oceans and single clear drops of water are amazingly beautiful and peaceful and perfect. I just really love water.

I also really love Taren. He's been my best friend since auditions for high school and he still is. We fight like politicians and we've hated each other numerous times. But he's one of my anchors. And he's back in Southern California and I'll get to see him and he called today. And that's incredibly happy.

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So yeah. Until about four pm today, I had only mildly ever heard of "Queen of Wands" and I had never seen it. As of now, I've read the whole thing. OMG I love Kestrel.

Also, Tim. Who IMed me. I love him A LOT.

That's all. I think I'm gonna write some more Muses. My ankle still hurts, which gives me a great deal of fear for six o'clock tomorrow night.