this is me, hibernating.

it's reading week, also known as an entire week with no reason to get out of bed. it's the week before midterms and there are no classes so that all the students in london can move into the library and go insane. i have made it my personal mission to not wear proper trousers for the entirety of this week (and yes i am still bitter about the use of the word trousers). i am also leaving my bed as little as possible and living out of what is in my fridge, which at this point is down to apples and sting cheese. this is as close to actually hibernating as i can get without risking illness. the weather is just dreadful and it gets dark about 1500, which makes me feel rather homesick. at least back in new york winter was beautiful and full of snow related activities. i miss having friends to curl up in bed with to do homework, and i miss hot toddies and cocoa. the british seem to deal with this crap weather by holing up in pubs and drinking constantly. i am no good at this. i have instead immersed myself in cell signaling pathways and compliment cascade. you are all jealous i am sure.