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so let us not talk falsely now; the hour is getting late

Apr 14, 2003 13:00

Extramurals. Everywhere I look. Oldish people looking worried about study and finding lecture theaters, that should be worried about children and mid life crises and whatever. And there's that damned kid who's ALWAYS ON CAMPUS! Won't he just go home already.

Half the flat up and left on the weekend, so now it's just me, Sam (who's never home, and who never leaves his room when he is), and Kat (who is around, in general). It's kind of weird to have the flat to yourself at times, thinking, "so.. this is me. Alone. In my flat. If, like, an axe murder knocked on the door, I'd probably be screwed." Etc. These thoughts are cliched for a reason, I guess.

And now it's the first day of the holidays and I have been in the library since 9.00am this morning. I feel good by virtue of that, and that I have been working roughly three hours of that, but it still is taking a long time to get through everything, which is slightly worrying.

But nevermind; tonight will bring (hopefully) a nice long exercisey swim, Jono over for dinner (me cooking.. should be interesting) and maybe a movie, falling asleep. Tomorrow's tomorrow, I s'pose.
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