And, by the way, I never eventually moved to Denmark, which--if you've been following this blog--was sort of the plan back in August.
So I'm still here. I never left. I'm still hanging out in Iceland, battling fierce winds, crazy jeep drivers, and leggings-as-pants people. And petting the adorably slutty cats in my neighborhood. And making fun of Eurovision contestants. You get the point.
There's really no good excuse for not updating this blog. I mean, other than the fact that I was wallowing in indecision during the autumn months. And the fact that I have both a master's degree program to attend to plus an actual job with responsibilities and deadlines and all that jazz. Oh, and we had a few out-of-town visitors in the fall, which was pretty awesome. And I finally got to partake in the Reykjavik Independent Film Fest (RIFF) and Iceland Airwaves off-venue concerts. So, yeah. I've been plenty busy.
So why didn't Denmark work out? Long story. Let's not go there. However, I am missing out on being on the continent with easier access to other European cities and somewhat normal retail prices. And bicycling on excellent bike-lanes.
Anyway, I missed the blogosphere and I'm glad to be back, if only in limited capacity. It's hard to keep so much sarcasm bottled up...