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What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?

As far as I can tell, all the way from jolly old England, this is exactly what I wanted to have happen to my old street. I wasn't too keen on getting an apartment building in front of my parent's kitchen window but crazy traffic wasn't a great option either, this appears to be a satisfying compromise.

And it's Guy Fawkes Night (and Bethany and Richard's 1st wedding anniversary - congrats again guys!) and I've seen some fireworks, that always cheers me up :)

Shared some Icelandic contraband* with friends at a pub tonight, didn't bring the cheese though, am saving the big guns for the big 'Cheese Off' - Iceland vs Scotland (or Texas?) - that's planned sometime later on. Yeah, I'm not too worried ;)

*Icelandic chocolates and licquorice

Still alive.

Just checking in to say I'm still alive, have found a job (in the City of all places!), still living in Holloway and fuming over the British 'news' these days.

Older But None The Wiser.

I'm tired and retired of getting stomped on. And then asking for more.

I Want My Money Back.

I believe I was promised a PROPER SUMMER and now I want my money back!

Light.

This may be the first time in my life that I actually notice and appreciate the '9 am daylight'  at 22 pm...I just may have to take a walk in the neighborhood later tonight.

Tonight my brother in law served up at least three kinds of lobster (and white wine) so I think that counts as my seafood portion of the year! I don't think I'll have to eat again until Sunday. My seafood loving Portuguese flatmates would be proud!

Real World: Reykjavík

Being back home, even if it's just for a week, feels like being back in the 'real world' somehow. Weird.

Splash.

I'm such a genius! Just dropped my mobile phone into my (almost) full glass of Coca Cola.

Update: Wiped it dry, disassembled and cleaned it, it appears to be working fine...

Spider vs Butterfly.

The big mean spider that showed up a couple of weeks ago (and 'made' me spend the night on the living room couch!) hasn't reared its ugly head again but now there's this big ass butterfly squatting in my room. At least it won't make me flee to the living room this time around...

Apple Juice.

My flatmate / adopted baby brother Chris (I always want to add a 'T' to that name when I type it!) asked me earlier if I wanted anything from the supermarket since he was heading that way, I said yes please, I'd forgotten to buy apple juice earlier today. His response? "Anything particular? Freshly pressed, cloudy, mixed from the sweat of muscular men with beards?" There's a reason why I've adopted him as my baby brother! Love you Chris :)

Gaman að vera námsmaður í útlöndum í dag.

Í gær  rétt áður en ég fór að sofa var gengið á íslensku krónunni gagnvart pundinu 141 og þegar ég vaknaði var það komið í 150.

Íslenzka krónan - bezt í heimi.