Ugh. What? It's Sunday? Bugger. So, I was initially planning on writing a brief little update about the shocking number of dick jokes in The Barber of Seville, and generally what a classy night at the opera can be, but finals, and more intriguingly London came up. So that's postponed til post finals. Right, so, London. I'm going to pop off, get a nice mug of Glühwein (take redwine, fairy dust and cinnamon, and a few minutes in a pot), possibly a pillow to scream in, and then I'll take advantage of this blog to bury the most costly five second mistake I have ever made. Ok, we're back, and I'm slightly more relaxed, let's gather round and hear the story of Thanksgiving. So way back in the day a group of buckle-shoed
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