--and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?

Yesterday for Thanksgiving Jessie and I cooked chicken, mashed potatoes, and stuffing. It tasted pretty good, and we were pretty proud of ourselves. Maybe a little too proud, given the suspicious coloring of the chicken. It was kind of fun to celebrate in our pathetic little way. Sometimes feeling far away from familiar things is scary and unpleasant, but this time it just felt like a novelty. It helps, also, to have Americans around at such times. Anyway, after we ate our frozen apple pie, we continued our traditional celebration by going around the corner to the Wellington (pub) with Tom and some friend of his from Leeds.

Right now I am trying my very hardest to work on my three papers which aren't due until January. Obviously it's a little hard to self-motivate, but I really don't want to have to work on them while I'm in California. I have been spending a lot of time in the library checking out books, but not very much time actually reading them. If only I could convince myself that the deadline was next week... I went to a new library today and had to get a membership card, horribly ugly picture and all. One hour later I lost the card. I am so awesome.

Tomorrow I'm going to Brighton and I'm so stoked! Jessie said that they serve fish and chips in folded up newspaper there! Basically that's like my dream come true. Like seriously, how cute. I've had chips in newspaper before, but not fish. Also Brighton is by the ocean, which is something I have not seen for a long time! I am basically really excited.

I don't think I've mentioned yet that I have become a bus person. Here are the reasons why the bus is way better than the tube:

1. 90p as opposed to 1.50
2. They're red
3. If you sit in the very front on the top level, it's kind of like Soaring Over California at CA adventure
4. There are interesting things to look at outside the window, as opposed to rats and darkness
5. The temperature does not increase by a thousand bajillion degrees (celsius) when you enter the bus
6. Because the temperature does not increase by a thousand bajillion degrees (celsius), you don't have to strip off 4 layers, only to put them back on five minutes later.
7. People don't act so stressed out and uptight and life-hating on buses.
8. You have to know what a place looks like in order to get off the bus there, therefore you feel very clever every time you manage to pull it off.
9. There are night buses that run after the tube is closed.
10. Sometimes you have to run to catch the bus. This is fun.
11. There are buttons that you get to push when it's your stop.

I could go on. Basically, I love bus. I love bus!