This here is the set up I have in Bing's kitchen, while she and her flatmates are at work, so I can get on with PhD work.
Yes, I do really like the format of Flikr-powered blog posts. I'm a visual person, dammit, and I like the pictures.
On Friday morning, before the wedding, I was woken up by a horrible, loud, objectional talk-radio sound, and I was confused and a little angry. Was Drakhen watching TV offensively loud early in the morning? Were the boys downstairs being inconsiderately loud neighbours?
Then as I woke up a little more I realised it was the loud radio of Bing's flatmate I had been warned about and that meant I WAS WAKING UP NEXT TO BING and I rolled over and there were snuggles and allwas right with the world. The end.
I don't know if I'm just good at changing environments, or whether it's that Bing and her flatmates are just so awesome, but I'm really digging how much I feel at home here. I'm helping to cook and trying to not be a parasitic guest (though I'm notoriously bad at noticing when I'm being lazy and unhelpful >_>)
Anyway, I'll have beenhere for a week as of tomorrow, and it's simultaneously good that I can be relaxed about it and depressing that that's already a significant chunk of my month gone.I'm going with good, because it's been a packed week.
The wedding took up three days - Friday through Sunday, I worked on Monday and today, and yesterday Bing and I went to the Boston Museum of Science to see a talk by Rocker Bing for Veterans Day and to meet all of Bing's cute fluffy (and beautiful scaly) colleagues in the Live Animal Centre.
For the record, I do and did wear a poppy on both Sunday and yesterday. I may not have observed a two minutes silence, but I think awareness and remembrance are important things to carry with you. At the wedding itself I wore a white poppy, the meaning of which only I knew over here, but I have a large silk RBL poppy for Sunday brunch.
And tomorrow I get to spend the day with Ana! I now have a cell phone, by the way, the number available on request. However, do me a favour and don't call me onit outside of emergencies - the US system charges one to receive calls. What's that about?