So after mentioning a couple of times tonight that I wanted Del Taco, I decided to stop at the drive-thru equivalent for some Indian food before I head off to sleep (I totally have a thing for naan...). I'll let you know later whether or not it's as good as a Macho Chicken Burrito for fighting off hangovers.
I went to my friend Helen's going away party tonight. She's quit her job at the Imperial War Museum in order to focus on her studies (which is where I met her...she's also an English and History student). I met some very charming people as well as some slightly doltish ones who didn't get the jokes I happened to be making at their expense. It basically was a bunch of people who work in museums getting drunk and referring to me as a "colonial". Which of course, I loved. Especially since it allowed me to say in a rather condescending tone of voice: "yeah, but if I'm not mistaken it was Tony Blair who spent a lot of time kissing American president backside, not the other way around." To be fair, that bit of nastiness only came out after IT Bob told me that soccer is "a man's sport." Needless to say, I got a bit testy after that remark.
Anyway, I had a very good time.
As I was walking back home after picking up some chicken tikka along with my favorite naan, it struck me yet again how happy I am here. Having met people like Helen and her friend Rob (who gave me a quick lesson on Australian politics after getting me to concede that Hilary might actually be a good president because she's such a centrist), I feel as though I fit in here more so than any other place I've lived.
The major downside being the distance between me and my family.
Anyway, I've finished my late night snack, and it's now 3AM, so I should probably go to sleep. More on what I've been up to later this weekend. After I finish ironing...
Much love to all, and I can't wait to get home for Christmas to see everyone!
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Well written article.
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