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May. 16th, 2009 05:27 pmThe hamster has returned! Silly bastard. He got hungry, we think. He is now more or less hedged in by piling videos on top of his cage, a technique that has thus far worked.
This far, mind.
Wednesday night heralded my lovely academic children taking my out for a meal at the Grill House. I had a good go at getting drunk and therefore didn't, despite imbibing a large amount of frozen margarita. It was really lovely to see all of them bar Lucia, and they'd bought me a bottle of South American wine, because I'm El Presidente. (The new DocSoc president is now named Mon Capitane, which feels... appropriate.) We sat around, and chatted, and I felt rather sad at the thought that my time with all these lovely people is running out.
However, that is something to worry about after exams. I am revising away like a mad beaver and to my mild amazement I'm actually exactly on target right now. God knows how, but I'm not arguing with it. Saying that, I went to work yesterday, I went today, and I'm going tomorrow. Ah well. I got a tax rebate this morning so on the bright side I bought shoes after work. Yes, I am that shallow, but they're very nice shoes indeed.
Tonight is Eurovision! I am officially excited, although a little depressed that I can't drink; DRA is on the other side of town (I used to live slightly outside of it, so I know exactly how long that walk is) and it's raining on and off, so I've agreed to be Colleen The Taxi tonight, i.e. no drinking. This does mean that I can wear my new shoes. EXCITING. Plus it means that everyone who lives on my side of town gets to worship and adore me as the amazing one with a licence and a car, as I rightly should be. Does mean I can't drink, which is a shame, as Eurovision is a world more fun with a drink or six inside you, but I rather suspect that would make work and revision tomorrow rather difficult, too...
New shoes! Tax rebate! Hamster back! Eurovision! GOOD TIMES.
This far, mind.
Wednesday night heralded my lovely academic children taking my out for a meal at the Grill House. I had a good go at getting drunk and therefore didn't, despite imbibing a large amount of frozen margarita. It was really lovely to see all of them bar Lucia, and they'd bought me a bottle of South American wine, because I'm El Presidente. (The new DocSoc president is now named Mon Capitane, which feels... appropriate.) We sat around, and chatted, and I felt rather sad at the thought that my time with all these lovely people is running out.
However, that is something to worry about after exams. I am revising away like a mad beaver and to my mild amazement I'm actually exactly on target right now. God knows how, but I'm not arguing with it. Saying that, I went to work yesterday, I went today, and I'm going tomorrow. Ah well. I got a tax rebate this morning so on the bright side I bought shoes after work. Yes, I am that shallow, but they're very nice shoes indeed.
Tonight is Eurovision! I am officially excited, although a little depressed that I can't drink; DRA is on the other side of town (I used to live slightly outside of it, so I know exactly how long that walk is) and it's raining on and off, so I've agreed to be Colleen The Taxi tonight, i.e. no drinking. This does mean that I can wear my new shoes. EXCITING. Plus it means that everyone who lives on my side of town gets to worship and adore me as the amazing one with a licence and a car, as I rightly should be. Does mean I can't drink, which is a shame, as Eurovision is a world more fun with a drink or six inside you, but I rather suspect that would make work and revision tomorrow rather difficult, too...
New shoes! Tax rebate! Hamster back! Eurovision! GOOD TIMES.
