hathycol | "Where's mah coo?"

Me, 3, essays, 0.

I have victoriously completed all my essays. I AM FOR THE WIN. It is not yet 10pm, and I have done all my essays, e-mailed my mother, done my washing, packed for tomorrow AND finished Wintersmith.

Given that this day began with scraping ground-in Tunnock's teacake off the floor of the foyer (an hour of my life, gone, on bloody Tunnock's Tea Cakes and if you don't know what they are, well, you're lucky, frankly) I think it's ended rather nicely.

I am now going to go and crawl into bed and probably not update again for... um... don't know. I hope it'll be soon, but I don't know how long I'll have to mess around to Simon's computer. Bear in mind that last Reading Week my valuable contribution was 'We have better sex than you, good night'. I will try and be less vivid, but, you know, no promises.

I hope that Cambridge is warmer than here. However, given that Simon does not have a window with curtains that gently flap in high winds when the window is wedged shut, I'm imagining that it'll be cosy. Plus, you know, there will be the added body heat issue plus general squee because OH MY GOD EXTENDED TIME IN WHICH WE WILL BE IN THE SAME COUNTRY AND OFTEN THE SAME TOWN AND EVEN THE SAME ROOM.

But now? I sleep.

~Hathy_Col~