oom. pah.
there’s mariachi music wafting in the window. it’s thanksgiving. the mariachi happens sometimes, but usually we can only hear the oompah. tonight it’s in full force loud, people singing along joyfully and drunkenly.
our observaton of the day people celebrate thanksgiving was quieter, although there were about fifteen of us there eating delicious stuffed seitan (a wheat-gluten based tasty thing) and a pumpkin filled with stuffing and lots of other tasty things. we watched some of pride and prejudice, and while i was there i had three mugs full of spiced cider. num.
this weekend i am going to be writing, writing – four or five final papers, the first four of which will be for the same class. i’m a little overwhelmed.
but our neighbors are excited.
