Thursdays, an Unusual Day
Another post from uni. I came in early to do some work but all the books have fled from the library and left me in a predicament. Usually Clare and I are the first ones to start our essays, so I can't understand who has taken the tomes out. Surely not everyone on the course can have changed their essay writing habits?
Am back in the Woolhouse Cluster. There are some people behind me talking extremely loudly in an unidentifiable language, and across from me there are some girls discussing the dates of an Attic Black Figure, so I'm going to presume they're doing Classics too. Never seen them in my life before though. I wish people would stop using hands-free kits, I keep thinking I surrounded by people talking to themselves. Which they are doing, I suppose, but they could do it in a more obvious fashion.
My mother is fabulous. I emailed her to tell her I was bored, and have just got her reply.
"Hello
Just got back on my computer apparently I blew the base unit up so i've had to have another one delivered.
I'm not in the good books, shall we run away together to Blackpool?
See you
mumsie
xxxx"
I have another agility competition this weekend, at Myerscough College again. Kim has been working so, so well for me these last couple of sessions, I'm hoping she will this weekend too. Although she does seem to work best when really hungry, so maybe I won't feed her the night before. That might make her a) too weak to do anything, b) run away in search of food/a better owner, or c) work really well and win lots of shiny rosettes. It's a difficult decision.
So, what is everyone else upto this weekend? You're not allowed to answer, Katie, I know what you're doing.
Am back in the Woolhouse Cluster. There are some people behind me talking extremely loudly in an unidentifiable language, and across from me there are some girls discussing the dates of an Attic Black Figure, so I'm going to presume they're doing Classics too. Never seen them in my life before though. I wish people would stop using hands-free kits, I keep thinking I surrounded by people talking to themselves. Which they are doing, I suppose, but they could do it in a more obvious fashion.
My mother is fabulous. I emailed her to tell her I was bored, and have just got her reply.
"Hello
Just got back on my computer apparently I blew the base unit up so i've had to have another one delivered.
I'm not in the good books, shall we run away together to Blackpool?
See you
mumsie
xxxx"
I have another agility competition this weekend, at Myerscough College again. Kim has been working so, so well for me these last couple of sessions, I'm hoping she will this weekend too. Although she does seem to work best when really hungry, so maybe I won't feed her the night before. That might make her a) too weak to do anything, b) run away in search of food/a better owner, or c) work really well and win lots of shiny rosettes. It's a difficult decision.
So, what is everyone else upto this weekend? You're not allowed to answer, Katie, I know what you're doing.