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Thursday, December 9th, 2004

Contrary to all appearances, this website is not dead - it’s just been resting a bit while its owner has been alternately slaving away and partying on. The major occurrence in the past month was a quick trip to Baltimore for a friend’s wedding. I thought it would be kind of weird to go all the way to the States for less than a week, but it was actually great fun, and we managed to pack in a lot of stuff - not the least of which was my first Thanksgiving dinner in America in about eight years. There was also a lot of random hanging about and general silliness, as well as an unexpected opportunity to see my Dad, who was in the area on business. And there was the wedding, of course, which was absolutely lovely. Any wedding at which the DJ plays the Smiths and the Cure (not to mention Billy Idol!) is a winner in my book.

There was a lot of frantic schoolwork to be done before the trip to Baltimore, and now there’s a lot of frantic schoolwork to be done before our Christmas trip to Ireland in a week and a half. After doing nothing but write papers all term, I’m pretty burned out on the essay-writing front, but somehow I’ll manage to squeeze out a term paper by mid-January - when the next term begins and the work starts all over again. I can’t complain too much, though: I’m writing a term paper on Cornish, and I’m actually really excited to have the opportunity to immerse myself in an obscure Celtic language like this. It’s kind of why I wanted to do a degree like this in first place (I know, I’m remarkably practically minded, aren’t are?).

And that’s about all I can summon up for now. I’ve just spent far too long winding down after a long day by playing Klickolaus obsessively, and I know that I’m going to be awakened bright and early by the &*%$£ builder on the scaffolding next door who insists on whistling and singing at the top of his lungs from 8 in the morning until 5 in the evening EVERY DAY, so I should really crawl into bed, put in my earplugs, and get some shut-eye - after reading a chapter or two of the absolutely wonderful Quicksilver, of course. And I’ll try not to wait so long before the next update…

Comments

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At least he’s happy LOL

Welcome back!

Posted by Michaael

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I know, I know, and I feel like a real cow when it’s eight in the morning and I’m lying in a nice, toasty bed griping about the guy outside on the scaffolding in the freezing cold who has woken me up by whistling while he works … But this whole shouty, aggressive, intrusive builders-on-scaffolding culture around here completely rubs me the wrong way, and it makes it difficult when *I’m* trying to work during the day and I’ve got some cheeky chappy singing the same 10 seconds of an Oasis song over and over right outside my window. Ugh, I can’t stand it - just thinking about it gets my stomach in a knot. I’m really not cut out for urban living!

Posted by Jessica

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Well…out here in the "wild west", you don’t have "cheeky chaps chirping", you have truck radios blasting so they can be heard over the work being performed, or portable radios sitting on the ground right next to the owner. I guess on this on I’m on the side of the "blue collar man" (even if his taste in music can be questioned). He’s outside in all sorts or weather…he seems to be happy about what he does, even though he’s probably on the close to bottom-rung of British society…and when he goes home at night, he’s dead tired. Take heart…he won’t be there forever…and in the meantime…would headphones with black noise help? He’ll probably be gone when you get back from Ireland…having moved-on to chirp at someone else’s window! Having said all of this…I could NEVER live in an "urban enviroment"…the only chriping I want to hear comes from my little feathered friends…and fortunately, they don’t know anything by Oasis! :-)

Posted by Mutti

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