FridayI almost snapped my debit card in half, and after the automatic ticket machine rejected it, then my rather scrumply note, I missed my train by about ten seconds. However while waiting for the next one I got talking to a girl who was waiting for the same train. I think she may have been trying to attract my attention for about five or ten ( Read more... )

Grumbling with Chelle about Exeter University is probably not productive for either of us, but probably not as bad for me as for her. Unless she can chalk it up as "catharsis". Those psychologists have a way of justifying anything ( Read more... )

On Friday evening I went down to Exeter to spend the weekend with Amy. Her room is still as big as ever, but is now partly filled up with piles of leaflets, paper, books and other junk ( Read more... )

After a week and a half of having her around, I left Amy in Exeter yesterday ( Read more... )

e-van-gel-i-cal
1. Also, e-van-gel-ic. pertaining to or in keeping with the gospel and its teachings.
2. belonging to or designating the Christian churches that emphasize the teachings and authority of the Scriptures, esp. of the New Testament, in opposition to the institutional authority of the church itself, and that stress as paramount the ( Read more... )

This is my last day living in exeter. I'll be back a little to go to the library and to do exams, but living here, no more.
I can't say I'll miss it.
There's the odd thing about not living with my family, and of living in a city (mainly having things within walking distance), but other than that, and about the exeter specifically, meh.

bye bye.

From exeposé t'other year, and poached from xnet by freddie. Bolded are the ones I've done. Or the one I've done ( Read more... )

Not feeling quite so bad about being back in Exeter now. Which may have a significant amoun tto do with the fact I've got a load of food. Went shopping with Sarah yesterday. Or rather, I shopped, while she went to the market just to get some goats' cheese and ended up helping carry bags for me. No eels to buy this week. I wanted to buy some ( Read more... )

Being back in exeter is crap. already.

The Decemberists are a band that have clearly read too many books and think they're in some kind of reformation era novel ( Read more... )