Oh the joy! Work's provided us with new chairs! New chairs - not old crappy second hand things where none of the levers work and all the wheels stick when you try to move them, but real, new, adjustable, working, shiny, came-wrapped-in-polythene, still smells of plastic not of incontinent yak... office chairs! Oh the joy! And better yet they're ( Read more... )

Now, this doesn't often happen. It could be the three bottles of Stella I've had, or rediscovering Kerrang, or being left on my own for the weekend while Mrs. Monkey goes to Leeds for a girly weekend. Then again it could be the book I'm reading.

Anyway, this came on...

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...and it made me think. About lots of things. I was trying to read Milan ( Read more... )

The dissertation/portfolio has landed. Handed in about an hour ago.

Now I am tired, but still mostly thinking of beer.

ETA I'll post the full list of what went in (and revise the online versions) the next time I can sit at my home 'puter without wanting to throw it out of the window.
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Okay. Here's a quick round-up of the weekend:

FridayTook a half day at work, and arrived in Northumberland in good time. Had a bite to eat then went straight to the pub. Tunes were... mostly awful, but it was a laugh, and sometimes that's more important. Got rather drunk. (Mrs. Monkey's brother was behind the bar, and I almost did the ( Read more... )

I am the King of Blag.

I just snaffled a Jack Daniels hipflask from the student shop. *points at icon* Like that one. For nowt. Nothing. Gratis. They're literally giving them away.

I rule Blag, and all it's subject fiefdoms of Snaffle, Whip, and the city state of Freebie.

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I'll be off to Girvan Folk Festival shortly (in about an hour) and I don't expect I'll be seeing sobriety again (or daylight for that matter) for several days. Tuesday at least. No doubt I'll come back with another batch of ridiculous stories, some new tunes, and various inexplicable aches and bruises as is normal at these weekends. And I'll be ( Read more... )

SQUEEEEE alert.

( Couldn't resist. )

Just handed in my first submissions for my course! Two assignments! 3000 words of prose! 115 lines of poetry! Yay! Term one is officially over! Yay! Term two starts tonight! Bugger.

And I broke my victory chocolate. Now I am sad.

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