London calling

London is calling and she is saying, "How the bloody hell are you going to fit all of that in your suitcase?!" 

To which I reply, "It's going to take many more episodes of Gilmore Girls to answer that question." 

I'm moving to London for four months. That is a thing that is happening. In like, nine days.

What.

It is getting too real. I need to go to sleep right now or my mind (or my suitcase) just might explode.