Discontented Winter.

I will start off with a gushing review of last night. Cut-tagged because my posts are far too long as it was.

( Discontented Winter. )

So, that was my last niht. I came home and watched sitcoms. I even watched The Good Life, voluntarily too. I will not grow to like it, but I did snigger at the following:

"What about Margo and Jerry? They're always over here!"
"Tell her we've got Michael Foot staying!"

I laughed myself stupid, and Dad beamed at the fact I knew who he was. Then I realised that I couldn't seem to escape college, so I switched the Fawlty Towers.

Which was in the process of showing an advert for Men Behaving Badly. GAH! Media Studies is taking over!

(Blackadder was worth staying around for, though.)

Today was an absolute nightmare. Work was hell and then I came home. Could I relax? No? I had to type up 19 pages of my mum's college work.

Three hours later, I thought my head was going to explode. As such, I'm going to go to bed now, I think. My friend's page is being quiet, OSA seems... weird at the moment and I'm tired.

I'm so boring.

~Hathy_Col~