Well, I met some friends. They live in my dorm and consist of Frankie, who is from Liverpool, Alex from Canada, Annie from London, and Catherine, who is Norwegian but speaks with a southern accent when speaking English because she lived in Louisiana for a year.
Me and the Canadian got on really well because we use all the same slang and understand each others references. Last night we went to a pub (legally! Yay!) and "What is love?" came on. Alex and I both started doing the SNL/Night at the Roxbury head-bob dance and everyone looked at us like we'd lost our minds. I would have been pretty awkwardly embarrassed if it had just been me, but luckily it wasn't!
I went to get groceries today since I got paid (woo!) and was quite dismayed to find that peanut butter is a rare commodity in the UK. I found TWO jars of peanut butter in the whole store. Both jars were about 1/3 of a jar of PB at home and the only brand they had was Skippy. I was pretty disappointed but I had to settle. When I mentioned the Peanut Butter dilemma to an Englishman later that day, he told me that he has never even TRIED IT! How is this possible?
The English do have quite good food though other than their lack of peanut butter. For example, their yogurt (spelled yoghurt), though it probably has twice the sugar of American yogurt, is about 5X as good. You can also buy it with a little side packet full of tasty little things to put IN your yogurt. So good. Also, the bread it better. Jon wouldn't be able to live here though because there is no Mountain Dew. There is also no Root Beer. Very, very strange this place called England.
I'm going out to a club tonight though with my *new friends*! Sorry no pictures yet... I may be going to London next weekend with Canada so I'll definitely have some then!
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