So, I've been remiss

And I did not update on Sunday like I said I would. Inexcusable, I know, as those of you who are, for some reason, still reading this blag look forward to these. Many forgivenesses, please.

Anyway, what've I been up to? Not much, really. It's been fairly quiet around Reykjavik, what with the snow suddenly coming around and all. Oh, by the way, we got snow! Like, to the point where Paul and I ran outside into it, made a pagan snow idol - which I dubbed Snowy Snjó-reðr, but Paul calls Snævar Freyr - and then had a snowball fight with Paul and David. Good times.

Also, on Friday, the regular cast of MISanthropes (Andrew, Ásdís, Bond, Liv, Paul, Ryder, Sarah, and I) went to Viðar's place for a few celebratory drinks, what with us being done the year. Good times were had by all; Viðar has fantastic taste in scotch (he had Highland Park, Ardbeg, Talisker, and proper Laphroaig 10 year - not that Quarter-Cask crap - among others), and Bond got his first taste of proper winter. Which involved me pointing out he was walking on a relatively thin layer of ice over some sort of frozen pond. And seeing holiday lighting alongside snow, the first real packing snow he's ever seen (!!!!)

All in all, good times.

Other than the fact that my computer crashed hard last night and I lost six pages of essay that was due today. Fortunately, I managed to mostly get them back and put out what I think was a fair decent paper on the way that the laws of medieval Iceland reflected the prevalent honour culture.

And now, exams! One on Monday, one on the 15th, and then I head back to Canada for two weeks (wherein this blag shall likely be inactive, but who knows?)

Oh, and one more thing. I applied for an MPhil at Cambridge. Yes, that Cambridge. Editing my writing sample for it come the morning.