It's a crisp gray mid-afternoon in Bloomsbury. My supposedly jet-lag immune brother and I are enjoying a nice slow-paced Monday, which I am greatly enjoying despite the twinges of guilt that still linger as my subconscious doesn't seem to believe that I'm really a student again and can therefore feel entitled to a few weeks of unadulterated vacationing.

Hope everyone's doing well. If it doesn't quite feel like Christmas yet, the strains of Santa Sufjan should do the trick.........stickers included.