meteorological forces at hand

the city's winter wind is arriving. wind is one of my least favorite weather-y things, because it makes me feel like i am losing physical command of my body (i am a bit wee and non-resistant, you see) but hopefully i will make out better than this guy to my right.
i've had a lovely sunday of catching up on sleep, stealing music through mytunes, a scottish-style brunch at a restaurant i'd never been to before with a scottish fourth-year julia, who seems like she could become a wonderful friend - she is a kindred spirit, and is intense, fashionable, complex, hardworking, ambitious, and a good conversationalist i think. i then tried a super-trendy coffeehouse in edinburgh called beanscene, and i liked it a lot. it is very social, plays upbeat but pretty good music (i even liked one song and asked a barista what it was, and he wrote the name down on a piece of paper and jokingly asked if i wanted him to put his number on there too, at least i think he was joking because he went away unwounded after i just laughed in response). it was a good place to go to drown out all of the noise in my reading - sometimes it is easier to be productive when you have to more actively distract yourself from your environment.
now i am back home and to more work, especially to prepare for meeting with my professor in his office hours tomorrow to discuss my essay. i think he pretty much wrote a book on this topic ("the main dialectic in death in venice is between art and nothingness"), hence my fears. not to mention that i really love his class and him as a professor. but i can do it, i can hold my own!
happy sunday, readers.