Kind of a lot...
It's been a long time since my last post in L-blogland... considering before this I was posting about every day if not more frequently. But I've actually been doing some classwork, which is more of a change than I'd like to think.... and had Yom Kipper, which was intense but good, as I'll probably tell you... although maybe not tonight because I just started to get a bit sleepy, which is good.
In fact, I might start with tonight and work backwards. Had a good night; went to a Postgraduate and Mature Students Association event in the bar in the Staff House on campus; had half a pint of bitter and a lemonade (which is like Sprite, not lemonade in the American sens), and so I shouldn't feel as addled as I do presently, but I think it's still the aftereffects of the fast which I haven't yet told you about. I mean, I don't feel drunk, just spacy and not really tired. But kind of hungry. Anyhow, had a quiet pub night sort of thing, ended up very nice with four people sitting around talking about Britishness... The two Brits explained what a traditional English roast meal was, and how to do it, and I described a Thanksgiving dinner. Bit o' surprise: they were shocked at the idea of pumkin pie, and even more so at the idea of it being for dessert--or pudding, as they would say. (Pudding is a genaric term for dessert here.) They were like, "Vegetable pies are savory, aren't they?" And I was like, "No, it's sweet, with condensed milk and cinimon and stuff." Told them that if Andy (one of the guys, not mine) makes us a roast dinner, I'll make pumpkin pie if I can use his mixer and pie plate. That'll be fun if it works out. Andy is very nice as is Kate; they're the two Brits. He was explaining the etiquette of drink buying/round buying. Very nicely, as he'd just bought me a drink, and then I was like, "what exactly is this whole drink buying etiquette thing?" and he explained that it's assumed if you're out with your mates, someone buys you a drink and the next time you buy them a drink. I said, I didn't think it was like that in the US, although I've not done bars really there--so correct me if I'm wrong, guys. I said I thought people buy their own drinks, and the only time someone will offer to buy you a drink is if they're hitting on you. He hurriedly assured me that was not his intention--although I hope I wasn't laying it on too thick because one of the first things I'd told him was that it was easy for me to remember his name because it was my boyfriend's name, so that was abundently clear..... Speaking of confusing etiquette.... but anyway we sorted it out. It seems to me a friendly system but a confusing one--now I have to remember who's bought me drinks and be sure to buy them drinks again... Makes me a bit uncomfortable, but I know it shouldn't do. Look, I made a Britism! We also discussed the multiple meanings of Cheers, which Andy said was really just one meaning.... sounds philisophical almost...
Ok, that's me. Might go to Stratford tomorrow--or maybe to the city center for grocery shopping. Gee, which sounds more exciting?
Ok, now I'm properly tired......
In fact, I might start with tonight and work backwards. Had a good night; went to a Postgraduate and Mature Students Association event in the bar in the Staff House on campus; had half a pint of bitter and a lemonade (which is like Sprite, not lemonade in the American sens), and so I shouldn't feel as addled as I do presently, but I think it's still the aftereffects of the fast which I haven't yet told you about. I mean, I don't feel drunk, just spacy and not really tired. But kind of hungry. Anyhow, had a quiet pub night sort of thing, ended up very nice with four people sitting around talking about Britishness... The two Brits explained what a traditional English roast meal was, and how to do it, and I described a Thanksgiving dinner. Bit o' surprise: they were shocked at the idea of pumkin pie, and even more so at the idea of it being for dessert--or pudding, as they would say. (Pudding is a genaric term for dessert here.) They were like, "Vegetable pies are savory, aren't they?" And I was like, "No, it's sweet, with condensed milk and cinimon and stuff." Told them that if Andy (one of the guys, not mine) makes us a roast dinner, I'll make pumpkin pie if I can use his mixer and pie plate. That'll be fun if it works out. Andy is very nice as is Kate; they're the two Brits. He was explaining the etiquette of drink buying/round buying. Very nicely, as he'd just bought me a drink, and then I was like, "what exactly is this whole drink buying etiquette thing?" and he explained that it's assumed if you're out with your mates, someone buys you a drink and the next time you buy them a drink. I said, I didn't think it was like that in the US, although I've not done bars really there--so correct me if I'm wrong, guys. I said I thought people buy their own drinks, and the only time someone will offer to buy you a drink is if they're hitting on you. He hurriedly assured me that was not his intention--although I hope I wasn't laying it on too thick because one of the first things I'd told him was that it was easy for me to remember his name because it was my boyfriend's name, so that was abundently clear..... Speaking of confusing etiquette.... but anyway we sorted it out. It seems to me a friendly system but a confusing one--now I have to remember who's bought me drinks and be sure to buy them drinks again... Makes me a bit uncomfortable, but I know it shouldn't do. Look, I made a Britism! We also discussed the multiple meanings of Cheers, which Andy said was really just one meaning.... sounds philisophical almost...
Ok, that's me. Might go to Stratford tomorrow--or maybe to the city center for grocery shopping. Gee, which sounds more exciting?
Ok, now I'm properly tired......
posted by L @ 11:20 PM
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