Keeping on Truckin'... er ...Bussin'....Walkin'?

Greetings and salutations, one and all,
Just a brief update, most likely bereft of witticisms, listing off in mechanical fashion the events of my weekend, so I can be considered, in at least some small way, a man of my word, and a person who, continually, and perhaps needlessly, constructs sentences laced with commas (and also parenthetical expressions), which tend to lengthen to an extreme degree, and often create pointless complication in, my overall narrative structure.
Ahem.
Ahem.
Yesterday, being Saturday (though not really because it is actually early Monday as I write this), was the Ice Cream Social here at the Vines, where people were encouraged to get to know a flavour of ice cream they were not previously acquainted with (or "with which they were not previously acquainted." There? Happy? Sheesh). I socialized a little bit with a mug of vanila with Smarties and whipped cream,
***Interruption Explain British Candy System***
Greetings. Again. Yes, well, you see they don't have "Hershey's" or "Mars" or things for the most part over here. Almost all the chocolate here is Cadbury. Yes, that company known only in the United States for their eggs and clucking bunnies are actually manufacturers and purveyors of all manner of fine chocolate and candy products. Quite frankly it is, on the whole, better than in the States. But, what that means is that, for the most part, there are no M&Ms to be found here, though there are *some* American candy bars to be found, if you search. So, instead of M&Ms, which I would normally put on my ice cream, I settled on Smarties, which are *like* M&Ms (say, should I put an apostrophe in that? Yes, I suppose I probably should. But it would be a tremendous expenditure of effort to go back and find every reference to M&Ms and add an apostrophe. And I am all about efficitency of typing)(note: The last parenthetical expression was a joke. If you don't get it, read it again and think about it. Got it? Well, I didn't say it was *funny*, I just wanted to make sure you got it. If still no, ask a grownup) except they are a little bigger, and they have a thicker candy coating.
***End...umm...Whatever it was I Started***
though I did not necessarily feel tremendously social that afternoon. That was about it, besides spending the rest of the day somewhere in the borderland between fun and work, not really enjoying the priveliges of either, but still having the border guards shooting at me, or at least throwing rocks and calling me bad names.
Today, I went to fencing again, which was fun, though I am faced with the fact that I am not very good. I mean, at this point none of the beginners in the class are good, and compared to some people I'm sure I am Inigo Montoya (we had bouts today, and at least one looked more like broadsword fighting), but I always tend to have this Sherlock Holmes "I should have mastered it by now" attitude going on.
After fencing, I went to Woodstock (the Other Place) for our own little Fight Club. It was mostly wrestling and grappling, with the slight air of a class (Nate, our assistant Junior Dean, has had several years of solid martial arts training). I managed one quick victory with a takedown and a neck crank, but my two matches with Nate ended in defeat. The first time round I managed a Kimura (but he hooked his fingers on his trousers, cagey bugger), a decent guard, from which I almost landed a successful armbar, so I was content, especially considering I wasn't submitted (both times tapped from exhuastion; between fencing and rolling, I was pretty much gone).
Church this evening was Evensong at New College, where they have one of the top boys' choirs in the country. It was very impressive, and the ancient chapel and candlelight lent a certain amount of atmosphere.
That's probably about it for now. But remember, keep sending me your emails and comments, and I will keep making fun of your grammar and punctuation.
En Christo,
Brian