Now this might strike you as an odd thing to say, but there don't seem to be many gingers around here. Perhaps you don't it is worth commenting on, but this is meant to be a Scottish area so I find it just a teensy bit suspicious that the place isn't crawling with them. I mean, I think I have only seen one proper flame haired guy the entire time I've been here. Perhaps it is just some kind conspiracy and really there aren't any Scots at all, and the locals don't even seem that pasty again suspicious. I reckon I might be onto something, so if I suddenly disappear you all know why.
Anyhow this was a wonderfully short week, as they took two days off for Remembrance, I'm sure you'll agree three days of lectures is absolutely cracking. Being the exciting type that I am I spent a fair bit of that time sleeping, however I did get around to seeing James Bond, was very nostalgic watching all the shots of London under a grey sky and pouring rain it felt like I'd never left. I also showed Four Lions to some Canadians, I feel they were slightly shocked by it, which is what I was hoping for really. A marvellous thing happened to me this week as well, I woke up no particular idea what I was going to do with myself, only to discover I had an email inviting me to a brunch starting in 25 mins, just enough time to get there. So there was a fairly perfect start to my day with a pork based skillet.
Friday saw me playing Jenga, well Tumbling Towers, while drinking. It has a lot of scope as a drinking game I feel. Of course, fairly quickly we became more avant garde and no longer were the bricks being laid flat and a mightily wonky tower ensued. Then yesterday I went downtown for a meal to celebrate a birthday. I got rather confused walking down as to why so many people were walking towards me, I had to fight against the current in much the same way a salmon before mating season has to. Anyhow it turned out that there had been a Christmas Parade which had just ended. The meal was great, some duck and a cheesecake, sorted. On my return to Res I discovered one of my friends had been enjoying some Tequila, so naturally were attempting to use their head as a battering ram against a various walls, it ended well. After that I played a little beer pong and went to sleep, good night in all. I'm also growing to like the time difference, as when waking up feeling a little delicate there is normally some football or rugby to watch.
No pictures again I'm afraid my camera has found itself a nice comfy spot on my desk and is displaying no desire to leave whatsoever.
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