"Is this some kind of sick joke?"

Sundays are good days in London - except for travel. Ick. Today was our first day in the Wandsworth Common ward, and of course we missed our train and had to wait for the next one, and then we didn't push the button to make the doors open soon enough, so we had to ride down an extra stop and ride back a stop. Other than that, it was lovely, and we were only about 15 minutes late. (The title of my post today comes from someone's response to the door that wouldn't open on the train.)
This ward is much more "cosmopolitan" than the Crystal Palace ward was. There are more Americans and Brits, and people from everywhere else. All the same, Bishop Asiadu is from somewhere awesome (not sure where yet) and they still needed a pianst despite all of the Americans, so I got to play in Sacrament meeting today. I stumbled through some of the songs, but the piano was beautiful, and the Scottish lady leading was quite nice.
I was the only student who sat with the professors today, and it was a blast. We talked about Austen film adaptations and Thomas Hardy and E.M. Forster and other things of the sort, and the professors are starting to pass around rights to the T.A., so I get to start making some copies for Dr. Holland tomorrow. (Yes, Makalya, Matt Holland, and he is awesome, as is his wife.)
During the break between dinner and our fireside, I clicked on a link and found the funniest blog ever, www.seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com. Oh my gosh. I'm still laughing.
The fireside was fun - Brother Chittock is always a joy, and our stake president, Brother Pemberton is hilarious, as was his story about his great great grandpa who got married at the age of 67 to a 17 year old and fathered 8 children. Wow.
Post fireside goings on involved fantastic conversations with Sister Benfell and Erin Avondet (another soulmate - we both like Lost and The Office, Twilight (in spite of ourselves), and Obama. I shared the seriouslysoblessed link with her, and I think she enjoyed it as much as I did.
The phone card worked, so I got to talk to the parents (I think I'm the only one here not using Skype) and then I read (and thouroughly enjoyed) my Machiavelli readings for Poli Sci tomorrow. I'm not sure Machiavelli had it all right though - he seemed to think the French had a pretty good system going with the king and the nobles, because the nobles had a right to rule and were well-loved by the people. Yup. I bet the people just loved all of those nobles that they sent to the Guillotine, eh?