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It looks like it's sort of official with K and me...though quite what official in this context means is anyone's guess. I'd stop short of calling her my girlfriend just yet...though I can't really go around introducing her as "hello, this is the-girl-I'm-dating". Seems a little gauche, I think.

The venue for Saturday night was a bar called Kanvas down in Chelsea, a rather trendy part of New York, or so I am led to believe. I have no real idea, unfortunately, as I rarely make it outside of Morningside Heights when I do go drinking. It was nice enough, though as one might expect on a Saturday evening very crowded. I met some of Juliet's friends, most of whom were over from England, including a guy who flew Lynx helicopters for the British Army. Being as how he's currently serving in Northern Ireland, he was not particularly impressed by the New Yorkers' predilection for the drink known sensitively enough as the Irish Carbomb.

It was an OK night, I suppose - I didn't really know that many people, and I've found recently that I have very little to talk about with Business School people, even fellow Brits. I wonder how much of that is just me and how much of that is the MBA crowd. Have I, I wonder, become desocialised, and only able to talk to people who have lived in Japan?

The weather here is completely schizophrenic right now; it was gorgeous at lunchtime, like 18 degrees, and now it's freezing again.