Bulletpoints are love
+ Been back in Canterbury for a week now, and it's been pretty good, so far. Handed in my final Gender and Archaeology essay so now it's dissertation, procrastination, dissertation all the way.
+ Weather here last week was just... marvellous. And surreal - from 10C to 25C in one day - WTF? Had a lovely BBQ with my housemates which included much Pimms drinking (with mint and lemonbalm picked from the garden)and singalongs.
+ The council have wisely decided that since there are seven people in this house, one wheelie bin that is picked up every two weeks is adequate for all our rubbish. Yeah right. Because the neighbour kept complaining about the massive pile of rubbish that was accumulating out the back we sneaked out into the industrial estate behind the house in the middle of the night and dumped the rubbish in any emptyish skips or wheelie bins we could find. That may have been slightly illegal. But honestly, what are we supposed to do? The council are being morons, Lucie's car is for sale so we can't use that and Rich point blank refuses to carry any rubbish to the tip in his car, so... Yeah. If we don't get another bin soon we're gonna have to make another trip.
+ I had a phone call from the assistant manager at the Odeon here, so it looks like I might be getting a job there soon... I am such an Odeon whore.
+ It's raining here now and I have to go into town to get a video tape and try to get the video recorder to work as there's a documentry featuring Kiefer Sutherland tonight on Sky which Ruby and Iain want to see but cannot because of exams. Muhahaha.
+ I have this weird... mouth infection thing which is just not going away. No pain, but... eeee. I don't like it!
+ I have found the two men in the world who are perfect for me. Will Young and Stephen Fry.
AM I A GAY MAN TRAPPED IN A WOMAN'S BODY? THIS IS STUPID.
Saying that, I read that Will admitted that he sometimes fancies the ladys, so there is some hope. But my friend Becca has had enough and is apparently now trying to set me up with her Will Young-alike friend who's at Oxford.
Hmm.
+ I think I scared the Mother last week when she took me shopping in Brighton and I used the book token peppimint got me for my birthday. You see, I haven't bought a book for pleasure for I don't even know how long. So I was rather happy and then distraght when I tried to narrow six books down to three. In the end, I got The Horrific Sufferings Of The Mind-Reading: Monster Hercules Barefoot, His Wonderful Love and Terrible Hatred, Romanitas, and The Zahir. Thanks Laura! :D
+ Weather here last week was just... marvellous. And surreal - from 10C to 25C in one day - WTF? Had a lovely BBQ with my housemates which included much Pimms drinking (with mint and lemonbalm picked from the garden)and singalongs.
+ The council have wisely decided that since there are seven people in this house, one wheelie bin that is picked up every two weeks is adequate for all our rubbish. Yeah right. Because the neighbour kept complaining about the massive pile of rubbish that was accumulating out the back we sneaked out into the industrial estate behind the house in the middle of the night and dumped the rubbish in any emptyish skips or wheelie bins we could find. That may have been slightly illegal. But honestly, what are we supposed to do? The council are being morons, Lucie's car is for sale so we can't use that and Rich point blank refuses to carry any rubbish to the tip in his car, so... Yeah. If we don't get another bin soon we're gonna have to make another trip.
+ I had a phone call from the assistant manager at the Odeon here, so it looks like I might be getting a job there soon... I am such an Odeon whore.
+ It's raining here now and I have to go into town to get a video tape and try to get the video recorder to work as there's a documentry featuring Kiefer Sutherland tonight on Sky which Ruby and Iain want to see but cannot because of exams. Muhahaha.
+ I have this weird... mouth infection thing which is just not going away. No pain, but... eeee. I don't like it!
+ I have found the two men in the world who are perfect for me. Will Young and Stephen Fry.
AM I A GAY MAN TRAPPED IN A WOMAN'S BODY? THIS IS STUPID.
Saying that, I read that Will admitted that he sometimes fancies the ladys, so there is some hope. But my friend Becca has had enough and is apparently now trying to set me up with her Will Young-alike friend who's at Oxford.
Hmm.
+ I think I scared the Mother last week when she took me shopping in Brighton and I used the book token peppimint got me for my birthday. You see, I haven't bought a book for pleasure for I don't even know how long. So I was rather happy and then distraght when I tried to narrow six books down to three. In the end, I got The Horrific Sufferings Of The Mind-Reading: Monster Hercules Barefoot, His Wonderful Love and Terrible Hatred, Romanitas, and The Zahir. Thanks Laura! :D