Turkeys, Books & Clouds

And so another week has passed.
'Twas rather uneventful, but I'm trying to keep this updated fairly often. I'm trying to be good about it. Honest.

Thanksgiving went well. I actually prepared the meal on my own; when we sat down there was but one dish that I had not made myself. Luckily it wasn't a big affair, there were three of us. I may've cheated a bit (stuff from boxes = brilliant), but that's because in true procrastinatory style I shopped for the holiday meal Thanksgiving morning. It's so nice to see some of my habits never change. :P

The decorations continue to go up around the city -- and Christmas music is blaring from stores along Patrick Street. I'll try to take some photos of all the decorations soon. Even if I feel like a complete tourist to do so. There's something eerily self-conscious in taking photos of a place where you live; and it always makes me want to say, "No, seriously, I live here!" when I take such photos.

I absolutely impatient for Christmas. My family will be in Ireland in three and a half weeks (not that I'm counting....) & I can't wait to see them and show them around.

If the Cork City Library was open right now, I'd be tempted to run over there, get a membership & check out a novel instead of doing any of my reading. Those academic books sit neatly in a pile by my desk, staring up at me, whilst I try to forget them for another hour. The moment I leave my chair, however, I have to remember them or else I trip over them and turn them into a messy pile of books. And that's just no fun.

So, I shall try to read one of those books now, instead of watching the clouds roll in over the rooftops; despite the fact that the latter could be far more interesting today (especially if I dare to open my book for my seminar: that book puts me to sleep faster than any other I have).