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May. 21st, 2006 09:30 pmOnce again, I am late with this. Blame Lordi, Lithuania (I voted three times for that and it didn't win! Gutted!) and the fact I wasn't in my house or at my laptop for my viewing pleasure.
I was, fairly obviously, in the insanely comfortable sofa of Jesus College with a big TV and, you know, other people. I don't think I can handle the luxury. I've actually forgotten what a sofa feels like, but it was possibly the most awesome thing in the whole world ever. Plus, a TV that's more than 10 inches across and isn't older than I am!
( Age of Steel thoughts. )
The rest of the evening consisted of Eurovision (in which I realised that truly I am deeply sad because I know really nerdy trivia) and I continued in my attempt to Talk To Simon's Friends which I think I did not entirely fail at for I have yet to be set on fire. Hurrah!
Anyway. I am back in Gatty now. I have two more exams tomorrow, both of which I am pretty sure I will fail. No, that's not true, but RU1012 is... not going to be of the good. After that, I need to look for a job and then work out how to somehow consume all the food in the house in a way that is healthy. My housemates insisting on me modelling The Dress Of Budgeting Wonder and I discovered that is is not, as suspected, a size 12, and is, in fact, a size 10. Well. I knew it was snug, but it's not as snug as it should be for a size 10 on me. I walk around in size 14 clothes half the time because I am, you know, not thin. Or not. Hurrah for me! Or something like that.
Sorry. Post-Cambridge posts are always nonsensical, and given that I spent my day on three trains, two of which involved the police hauling people off the train, I am a little weird tonight and will probably stay as such for a wee while because this week I am moving out. I really, really, don't want leave my little bedroom, let alone St Andrews, even if it's just for the summer. I think I'm going to go and see my house in the Gulag tomorrow night.
Also I am using this icon because my userpics run out in ten days and that depresses me immensely. Oiy.
~Hathy_Col~
I was, fairly obviously, in the insanely comfortable sofa of Jesus College with a big TV and, you know, other people. I don't think I can handle the luxury. I've actually forgotten what a sofa feels like, but it was possibly the most awesome thing in the whole world ever. Plus, a TV that's more than 10 inches across and isn't older than I am!
( Age of Steel thoughts. )
The rest of the evening consisted of Eurovision (in which I realised that truly I am deeply sad because I know really nerdy trivia) and I continued in my attempt to Talk To Simon's Friends which I think I did not entirely fail at for I have yet to be set on fire. Hurrah!
Anyway. I am back in Gatty now. I have two more exams tomorrow, both of which I am pretty sure I will fail. No, that's not true, but RU1012 is... not going to be of the good. After that, I need to look for a job and then work out how to somehow consume all the food in the house in a way that is healthy. My housemates insisting on me modelling The Dress Of Budgeting Wonder and I discovered that is is not, as suspected, a size 12, and is, in fact, a size 10. Well. I knew it was snug, but it's not as snug as it should be for a size 10 on me. I walk around in size 14 clothes half the time because I am, you know, not thin. Or not. Hurrah for me! Or something like that.
Sorry. Post-Cambridge posts are always nonsensical, and given that I spent my day on three trains, two of which involved the police hauling people off the train, I am a little weird tonight and will probably stay as such for a wee while because this week I am moving out. I really, really, don't want leave my little bedroom, let alone St Andrews, even if it's just for the summer. I think I'm going to go and see my house in the Gulag tomorrow night.
Also I am using this icon because my userpics run out in ten days and that depresses me immensely. Oiy.
~Hathy_Col~
