no more talk of darkness, forget these wide-eyed fears

I can so not afford to get full flown Fresher's Flu at this stage in the game.

EAR! STOP HURTING IN THAT OMINOUS WAY! I HAVEN'T REGISTERED WITH A GP YET!

Probably doesn't help that I stayed up until midnight having a minor wibble and then proceedede to sleep dreadfully. Dreams included Dave Grohl eating a sandwich and telling me how I was late to my pre-advising session.

On that note, I should get dressed. It worries me that I did the washing up automatically before I left the kitchen. I am turning into Sal.

Erm, yes. Clothes.

And I need to do my laundry today, too.

~Hathy_Col~

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So, an actual post.

Yesterday was very odd in the evening. There were vague plans to have a movie night or something, but in the end we made a very dodgy pasta bake thing (it involved chicken soup. NEVER AGAIN) and sat around drinking in the lounge. Lisa came upstairs too, whcih was nice - as the coupley people Did Their Thing, I quietly drank some red wine and insted of feeling down, discussed re-enactment and history and Elvish. Yay for bonding! Also spent a lot of the evening trying to translate. Our German understands pretty much everything, our American is learning (although she says that she had no idea what a trolley was for three days and was confused as to what the hell we were talking about) and the biggest divide is still between Oop North and Further Oop North in Scotland. And Derya think I can talk German. I have said the three bits fo German I remember ("Ich bin Colleen, ich wohne in Nord-Western England in de nehe Liverpoool... und es ist zehr windig") and she starting making puns about and in German. I was confused. We all were. Saying that, she was drunk.

I was not.

I feel proud.

Last night, as I said, took a distinct turn for the worse later on involving some rubbish on MSN and generl ickiness. However, this is... well, not resolved, but eh to it all, I suppose. It did result in me having some really disturbed sleep and the dreams were just fucked up. The main one involved me missing my advising session, and I panicked, but Dave Grohl came up and told me that it was okay, I could organise another one.

Weird.

Dave Grohl, in the end, did not help my advising session. I did it all by myself! I am now officially taking mediaeval history, modern history and Spanish for Beginners. (EEK.) I have also now got a GP, a hideous ID card that it with my until the END OF MY DAYS and a timetable.

Scary biscuits.

Anyway, I am now going to go and bake an apple crumble. Not kidding. I have morphed into the mother of this house. WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?

Hmm, Thursday already. Who knew?

~Hathy_Col~

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Random GIP.

Also, I have done my laundry and made apple crumble. I am, in fact, secretly doing a degree in how to be a bloody stereotypical housewife. I have a bad feeling I will end up making packed lunches for the rest of the house within a week.

Actually, I am a little hungry. Hmmm. Potato wedges time soon, I think.

I am going to a Hawaain (spl?) party tonight. This may involve just taking some Malibu because for some strange reason I didn't bring a grass skirt and coconut bra. Although there is a bra party tomorrow. I need to find something for that, too. Free alcohol, however, is entirely worth it.

My life, right now, is so bizarre. It's a little quiet today, though, so I'm spamming a lot. I have also made Radio 1 work on my computer. IT BRINGS ME JOY.

~Hathy_Col~