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the livejournal update of rassilon
Apr. 19th, 2009 05:58 pmFirstly: ARGH TEETH. Crown just fell off again so have glued it back in using stuff from over the counter at Boots. Put on rather too much glue so sort of have bits of it everywhere; never mind, I'm sure it'll come off eventually. Work should be fun tommorow.
Anyway, other than that, yesterday I stopped being DocSoc president. The AGM was quite lovely, actually; I got made into a lady (not like that), lovely speeches were made, a new and great committee was voted in, and most importantly I got presents. A key to time and space (or a TARDIS key), a drawing of my history building by Louise and...
DAVID TENNANT'S AUTOGRAPH. HE KNOWS MY NAME AND EVERYTHING.
I freaked out and ran screaming at the person who'd written the letter and possibly broke ribs. It was ace I tell you.
We then moved on for a quick drink (mostly to stop me shaking) before going for a meal at Bella Italia, who probably hate us and all we stand for now, but the food was good, as was sharing all the platters beforehand. Yummy, fattening food! We made cheap jokes, and giggled about Doctor Who and Robin Hood and Jerry Springer: The Opera, as it's being staged at St Andrews and duly protested by a group of nutjobs. Whilst we disagreed with their stance, we mostly disagreed with their grammar.
After that, we went back to the pub. As you do. I got well and truly sloshed, putting up with Louise taking photos, and we just talked crap and giggled and had too much fun before hitting up the Union for last orders before we ended up coming back to my house for Doctor Who videos and more booze. Well, mostly water for me at this point.
I went to bed at 3am. I am now very tired but also very happy; it was a really, really good night. (I will be happier if I get this tooth sorted, though.)
Anyway, other than that, yesterday I stopped being DocSoc president. The AGM was quite lovely, actually; I got made into a lady (not like that), lovely speeches were made, a new and great committee was voted in, and most importantly I got presents. A key to time and space (or a TARDIS key), a drawing of my history building by Louise and...
DAVID TENNANT'S AUTOGRAPH. HE KNOWS MY NAME AND EVERYTHING.
I freaked out and ran screaming at the person who'd written the letter and possibly broke ribs. It was ace I tell you.
We then moved on for a quick drink (mostly to stop me shaking) before going for a meal at Bella Italia, who probably hate us and all we stand for now, but the food was good, as was sharing all the platters beforehand. Yummy, fattening food! We made cheap jokes, and giggled about Doctor Who and Robin Hood and Jerry Springer: The Opera, as it's being staged at St Andrews and duly protested by a group of nutjobs. Whilst we disagreed with their stance, we mostly disagreed with their grammar.
After that, we went back to the pub. As you do. I got well and truly sloshed, putting up with Louise taking photos, and we just talked crap and giggled and had too much fun before hitting up the Union for last orders before we ended up coming back to my house for Doctor Who videos and more booze. Well, mostly water for me at this point.
I went to bed at 3am. I am now very tired but also very happy; it was a really, really good night. (I will be happier if I get this tooth sorted, though.)
