I DREAM OF HAGGIS

Sorry, no weekend in pictures today. Mainly because this past weekend I did next to nothing. Well, that's not entirely true. I managed to go for a long run yesterday; read an entire novel over the weekend (as well as the Saturday edition of the Guardian); and catch up on some film viewings. In fact, apart from the check-out girls at my local Morrisons, I don't think I spoke to another person this whole weekend. It wasn't intentional; ever since returning from Berlin, I've been out every weekend and I just needed a weekend of doing well, sweet fuck all, you know? I have to admit, I do enjoy my own company and don't get lonely very often. That is - except for today.

Today, I am feeling particularly lonely and homesick for Canada because it's Canadian Thanksgiving. Although I don't eat turkey, I do love some good Thanksgiving grub: homemade pumpkin pie, stuffing, and squash (covered in roasted marshmallows). There's nothing like it - except Christmas dinner, I suppose. Also, it's this time of year when all the leaves on the trees are changing colours and the air has a crisp coolness to it. I absolutely love this time of year in Canada and this is when I miss it the most...