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Dear Reader , I do not yet have internet access from my flat , but I know you are all wondering where I am . I am in the office. In the UK . Hoorah !! More details will follow soon . Yours with jetlag , ~~ LeAn

Preface: I am currently working from my old office. Because I have no real US address anymore, I asked the British visa processing center to return my passport and visa to my relatives address. For the last week and a half, I've been answering the questions "Why are you still here?", "Didn't you leave?", and "How's the UK?" every time I turn a corner at the office. I've been fantasizing about my big UK apartment and the convenience of paying my rent with pounds paid to me directly instead of transferred from the US. So, you can imagine my excitement when I spoke to my aunt yesterday and she told me she had a package for me of unknown origins. Providentially, I already had plans to meet the relatives for dinner. (You can't get good hot wings in the UK, so I'm eating as many as I can before I go.) I ripped open my UPS package and dug out my passport from beneath a stack of returned original bank statements and pay stubs. There i...

Those who know me know that my general level of fitness is about the same as that of moss. I consider eating fast to be an athletic activity. Therefore, do not be shocked, dear readers, to learn that while in Phoenix last week, I bought myself a pair of athletic pants. Athletic clothes come in all sorts of moisture wicking fabrics, temperature comfort levels, sports categories, and - I expect this applies to women's clothing more than men's - gradations of support and coverage. All these things are lost on someone who has avoided gyms for years because you simply can not be comfortable there in jeans and a sweater. Without the necessary background, I fell back on my somewhat more extensive knowledge of fashion and economics; I bought something with a recognizable logo from the half price rack. These blue pants with yellow stripes had their public debut yesterday. Granted, it was only because everything else was dirty and I needed to wear something to the hotel laundry ro...