It is 1 month and 1 day until I return home. I'm really looking forward to it.. Xmas means a whole lot more when you're away most of the rest of the year.

This weekend is something of a Beast. I'm halfway through a 1500 word essay on the 'importance of language in a play'.. then I have 2 Spanish assignments to do, a few online tests, read a few plays, and over the next week.. write 4000 bitchin' words on the works of Wilde, Shakespeare, Capote and others. I love it.. but Santa's birthday (?) can't come quickly enough.

I watched Twilight last night. It wasn't all that bad.. I was expecting vomit but it was watchable. I refuse to watch New Moon. Avatar comes out soon : D As does Where the Wild Things Are. People in Glasgow must come with me, though I have no shame in going alone (it's oddly pleasurable).

What else. Hmm.. got 67 for my film review. Not so pleased, but I think it was deserv-ed. The 2 academic essays I have coming up are where the real money be.

I've finished watching all Malcolm in the Middle seasons. What a cracking show - the ending is actually a lot better than I remember it. Bones Season 3 is in the post.. along with a book on Japanese Haiku that will make up the last entry in my Reading Diary.

Glasgow reamins Okay. I like work and people. Cities are balls. I miss my bike and sandygrass. Might be living with a good friend next year.. which'll be awesome, and make the City more Pleasant.

To the three/four people that read this: I miss you very much, and can't wait to grope you when I come home : )

P.S. The title is merely attention-seeking.