|Current mood:||content, for the moment|
Arrived at last.
I am now seated in London, or should I say we. I'm not so sure I want to see the hell that this week will bring, but it'll be over soon enough.
The album's just been leaked, and not a single song this time, but the entire album. Larry's nonchalant, Bono's having a fit and Edge couldn't feel worse. Sometimes it's nice working with people who will cover all the bases so that you don't have to do anything but stand aside and what the unfolding.
I continue to worry about the album's actual release, but...that will come later.
And I've noticed quite a bit of discussion about marriage going around. I really can't decide feelings toward any certain person or couple, not yet anyway, but I thought...well, isn't the whole concept of marriage supposed to be one that brings people together? It seems to be doing a good bit of the opposite at the moment.
Though marriage is something I always had a different take on, just like religion.
And...it's raining. Shocking isn't it? I fucking hate British rain.