Today was wonderful. I went to the city with Georgia and Laura and we had frozen yoghurt and then went to see the Napoleon exhibition at the Gallery and there was a beautiful guy that looked like Jamie Campbell-Bower crossed with an angel. He was flawless. And his ringtone was classical music. And did I mention that he was alone in an art gallery. Which basically makes him perfect. Now I am suffering post-beautiful-boy depression. Ughhh.