So, on December 17, 2010 I passed my second anniversary of living in England. Before I moved to England, I did research. Primarily this research was born out of two things: I had never lived in a place which has "seasons." Unless you count the two seasons of the south: Summer and Not-Summer. I had... Continue Reading →
Weird Al is necessary for life. Discuss.
November is Poppy Appeal Month. Please hug a solider, and if you are a civilian, do your best to make November a month of peace!
Contemplating crashing matriculation next year, anyone want to join me for 10 minutes of Latin?
First, for all those people who through some odd reason have been directed to my blog in the search for It's a Small World song lyrics, here is a link. I am guessing you didn't mean to come across a short blog about how we should all stop hating on each other for silly reasons. ... Continue Reading →
In Oxford, cyclists are everywhere. But you're really not an Oxfordian until you are hit by a car whilst cycling that is either a white van in actuality, or full of children late for school...
For those of you who love to beat the bus, here's my harrowing story of me v. Oxontime.
Growing up in was shopping in places with escalators, now, it's the ring road. Oh, how my vision of the world has expanded...
Oxford is turning me into a compost recycle local produce hippy. And I'm happy about this. I've gone round the bend!
Weird thing I have now encountered in England twice - attempting to give businesses large sums of money results in being turned away. WTF?
Orange Squeaky 
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