Seagull, seagull... apart from the pain it's a pleasure
I return from the pub crawl, pleasantly full of good beer and cider, having had a marvellous evening of conversation, prettiness and general joy. Soon it will be time to sleep, but there's time for music yet. Particularly when it's proportion-finding folky stuff. Some are easily manipulated by flattery, some by intimidation, some by bribery. My weakness is for music.
Tomorrow holds a glorious, hectic round of job applications, bar work, LARP and graduation ceremonies. I think I'm going to miss the diversity once I go back to being a normal student, if indeed I ever do go fully back to that - at the moment it seems much more plausible that I'll keep on tutoring part-time.
Definately time to go to bed now - I'm reading some sort of significance into every song. This usually results in all-right pondering, which is something I can ill afford right now. Plans and ramblings, as ever, for the morning.
Tomorrow holds a glorious, hectic round of job applications, bar work, LARP and graduation ceremonies. I think I'm going to miss the diversity once I go back to being a normal student, if indeed I ever do go fully back to that - at the moment it seems much more plausible that I'll keep on tutoring part-time.
Definately time to go to bed now - I'm reading some sort of significance into every song. This usually results in all-right pondering, which is something I can ill afford right now. Plans and ramblings, as ever, for the morning.