Oxford blues
I don't know if today could have go any more classically Oxford. Worked continually all day on statistics, was told by a professor I shouldn't go into Academia b/c I wouldn't make money but at least I had the good fortune of having the Oxford name behind me, then worked on more statistics over at Univ with Kit and Pam, ended up running out for Thai takeway, only to do more stats, then Kit pull out a bottle of good scotch (he had scotch and tea - so british and Ox) and then we all proceeded to take shit, talk politics and religion and drink. It ended up with me just returning home and I left this morning at 9:30 (it's midnight now). Goodness, if I fail this exam, I am going to effing shoot myself.
Hell - I'm missing rowing with our new head coach on Friday (let me tell you my team was NOT happy about that one) because of this exam. ARGH.
Happy days though - JCrew is now shipping to the UK! holla.
Hell - I'm missing rowing with our new head coach on Friday (let me tell you my team was NOT happy about that one) because of this exam. ARGH.
Happy days though - JCrew is now shipping to the UK! holla.