Apr 20, 2009 23:48
Which is sadder:
a) talking to yourself;
b) talking to your dog;
c) talking to your ipod; or
d) telling yourself to shut up?
(Note to self: Find people to talk to.)
Actually, I may have inadvertently engaged a neighbour in conversation. I definitely got a very strange look from a man holding a hose in his front garden (ooh, breach of water restrictions. Maybe it was a guilty look?)
Also, I have found myself the coolest torts tutor in the world. Ever. He is British (hell yes), has a hilariously British sense of humour (hurrah!) and flings legal jargon about with infectious glee. He says stuff like, "if things get curly" and "it's all over the shop"! And when handing out cardboard cards for us to write our names on, he said: "I can hear the trees screaming - 'ooooh! Oooh! Bleach me!'"
He reminds me of Eddie Izzard in a pink shirt and lawyer-shoes.
I am actually enjoying a law tute. This is a small miracle. I must go now, and tell my dog all about it.
uni,
eddie izzard,
pop-e,
law