Thursday

You know, I think these terrorists are out to get me. I'm beginning to take these attack personally. First living in NY with 9/11 and now this in London. Maybe I should move to France and see what gives. My new apartment's right between King Cross and Euston.

close to the apt is where the Bus exploded on Tavistock Square, I walk through there half the time on the way to work. I walked past there that day, I hung a right turn to go towards Tottenham Court Road instead of continuing that way. I heard the bomb go off, it was fucking loud, it was heard all across London. The area is blocked off with huge white plastic sheets. The bus is still there being examined bit by bit. They're still cleaning the flesh off the buildings in the area and they still haven't recovered all the bodies from the Tube tunnel at Kings Cross yet. God, the thought of it...

What impresses me is that people are perfectly clam and getting on with things. The British stiff upper lip has proved useful. But sadly, we all new this attack was coming and as shocked as we were, we weren't surprised. OK, this ain't 9/11 but the randomness of this attack is what really gets me, they don't care who they kill. Even other Muslims, they just don't care. I think the government should do what the Israelis did and bury the bombers in pig skin. Yeah then we'll see if Allah loves you then you fucking animals.

But thanks to all you NY peeps for e-mailing me to see if I was OK. That was nice, I was almost glad to hear from you. It's a classic hot summer evening outside, I'm going to go meet some friends for a drink, it's those little things that make the difference.