So I'm all moved into my room, and have my courses picked out and can get from one end of campus to the other without getting egregiously lost. I've yet to find the queer group on campus, find the newspaper writing staff on campus, or find the environmental club. But that'll come. I share my hall with a lovely French girl, an American dude who seems nice enough, and an empty room. The other side of the flat is full of a group of guys from Hong Kong, I believe, but we don't see very much of them. Upstairs is mostly British students, and one Australian and one other American.

I've spent a lot of time getting drunk and a lot of time actively not getting drunk and hiding in my room. Each college has a bar (there are ten colleges) and then there are five... I don't know, extra bars. so campus is full of the opportunity to get drunk. There are also a notable lack of vegetables and everything is fried or covered in gravy. That's pretty upsetting. Luckily, my classes are literally as far away from my college as it is possible to get while remaining on campus, so I foresee a great deal of running in my future.

I'm starting to get twitchy without a solid group of pretentious academic artsy queers around me, though. Everyone is so young and straight and I do not want to chug a pint of disgusting beer, for realz, stop making me think that this is something I should want to be doing with my life. That being said, the gin and tonics here aren't as good as back home. Which is all kinds of surprising.

And I haven't been sleeping well, because one night this week our block has to have a fire drill and I *know* it's coming and so I'm sleeping with my hoodie and shoes and cane and keys within grabbing distance and it's going to be a super unpleasant way to be woken up when it does happen. And also it's probably going to be cold and raining.