It is snowing in Oxford. What this means for me is that I now am in constant peril of slipping and dying as opposed to only semi-constant peril.

It is wonderful.

Back to the 'burgh tomorrow (2am precisely).

I am still not sure if this trip was good for me or not. Only time will tell I suppose.


I've also come down with a cold, something that I had so far avoided to do since October. Ugh.