Bugs

I don't think there's any other way to say this... but there are some truly ridiculously big bugs here in Australia.

A weekend day

My weekends are unexciting. The sun comes up around 5am. I awoke at a little past 6:30 (late for me). Mowed the lawn for a bit (27,000 sq ft lot), fed the dog, dug through the stuff in the garage (thankfully now less than before), found some US-grade surge protectors for our electronic stuff we brought over, and reviewed respiratory physiology. It's barely past noon right now.

I really want Indian food. Craving it in fact. Especially an Indian buffet. I would totally clean them out.

Craving Sichuan food as well, but they don't come in buffets. Only hot pots. And when I say hot, I mean HOT.

Thanksgiving

I miss Thanksgiving... or rather I will miss it. It's actually my most favorite holiday. Many good memories. Plus, there's always good television then. True, I haven't enjoyed a turkey in a while, but there's no guilt about being befuddled by a most excellent feast. Then, there's Christmas to immediately look forward to. It's like a Saturday, except better!