"Well, we are British. We had a lot of Victorians."

I'm listening to the new City & Colour CD right now. It's good times. And makes me miss home.

As of today I have officially been in London for 3 months. In some ways I can't believe it's been that long, and at the same time I feel like it's crawling by.

And the soap in the downstairs still smells like red Jell-o. It makes me hungry whenever I wash my hands.

I have this new really bad habit of playing with my belly button piercing. Especially when I'm watching TV or talking on the phone. I always catch myself tapping the area where the metal is actually underneath my skin, because I find it oddly fascinating to be able to feel it. I've also started twisting it, which actually really hurts. It's a strange new habit. Sort of like how whenever someone asks what my name is, I respond "um, Holly." My roommate finds this hilarious, since it sounds like I've forgotten my own name and have to think about what it is.

I like listening to acoustic music all the time. It makes me feel like I'm in an indie film where ever I go. This is especially useful when riding on the tube, as it seems like an ideal location for a scene from an indie movie. This would typically be a scene where someone falls in love with someone and/or sees someone they love for the last time. This sort of music is also useful in airports for the same reason.

Right now I am addicted to eating Sun-Maid raisins. I eat them constantly. And cranberry and blackcurrant Ribena. And chamomile tea. I think this is all a sub-conscious attempt to be a bit more healthy. This is largely due to the fact that my diet has consisted primarily of potatoes and chocolate since I've arrived overseas.

I now love shopping at outdoor markets. Especially the antique stalls at Portobello market. Where else can you get a lovely Edwardian brooch for £5 because the lady was ready to head home?

And it gave me a strange sense of euphoria to sing 'God Save the Queen' in Westminster Abbey last week. Of course, it's now stuck in my head, and I spend a large part of the day following Alice around singing the Canadian verse. It drives her crazy. And that makes it wonderful.

"Our loved Dominion bless, with peace and happiness..."