Oh how it flies

It's been a couple weeks since my last update and now I've been here three months. Things have been hectic, turbulent, unrestful, distresful, but not insurmountable. As with anythings daunting it's always harder to look forward and see that it will be done and to understand that it won't get done any otherway but by doing it. So that said, it's now done. I was able to pull it together and come up with hopefully something intellectual, barring that I could only hope for something coherent. Only time will tell.

I think a brief summary of the past weeks is in order. Really it hasn't been very exciting, although I always find my slowish decent into madness around paper time rather interesting. I've grown a Christmas beard, mostly on the pretext that I'm... too... tired... no time... to... shave[colapse] but it's all in good fun, well as much fun as watching my facial hair grow can be. I'm not sure how long I can keep it going, I think it depends rather on whether the mob of women out side my window are able to get a good enough grip to hold me down long enough put an end to it, but so far they haven't been too successful. I finally decided on where to go during my break. I booked my flight and accommodations last week. I'll be in Prague from the afternoon of the 2nd, until the afternoon of the 10th of January. I'm contiually hearing lovely things about the city and the anticipation has only been growing. I've been told that I should probably be able to get my fix of snow there, unlike in this pour excuse for a climate(High of 11'C yesterday). I don't know what else I've been up to really. I haven't gone out much at all, infact I'm getting quite anxious for a night on the town, or at least one not in my room at my computer collecting music and not writing my paper, I think I'm rather overdue in blowing off some steam.

The first of my flatmates left today, the rest will be following soon. She left me with her first season of Magnum P.I. so I have a feeling what I'll be doing come Chrismas eve. It's such a lovely mustache. She also left me with the second set of Agatha Christie's Miss Marple, so if I get through Magnum or just start getting upset that his mustache is so much better than mine I can shift gears and watch a wrinkled british broad solve mysteries in high society. I'm finding it hard to get into the season here, it's not nearly as saturated with Christmas here as it is at home that and the lack of cold I think are were my missing season has gone. The only really Christmassy place around is Oxford Street, that place is crazy. It's just a big mall but on the street, lights and people everywhere trying to get their shopping done. Maybe it's sad that I seem to associate Christmas with mass hordes of consumers, but I do. I think I just need to get out for a walk about. I've noticed now something that I took for grantit when living in London ON, I never really appreciated the fact that I knew people well enought that I could call up a couple people and get out of my apt. and not feel weird about it. But what you gonna do eh?

I've decided that over the break I'm going to hit up a few museums. I really haven't seen much of the city and what it has to offer, I've found little places I like but really I haven't seen the big things. Now that I think of it I really haven't found much in the way of little places either. I'm thinking this week I'll hit up the Imperial War museum, the National Gallery, and I don't know where else. I've run out of food and unless I just want to lick pesto right out of the jar I should probably get out and get some groceries. Unfortunately that would require me to put some pants on so like all things it'll have to wait.