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Month: June 2001

  • hehehe

    hehehe

  • ok, I wasn’t going to,

    ok, I wasn’t going to, but I ended up down the pub. Seen in action: Paul F, Paul S, the eternally gorgeous Ginny, Kristian, Sal, Leah and Patrick, sporting what looked suspiciously like a particularly gorgeous squeeze – how does he do it with a mullet like that?

  • linked all over, but worth

    linked all over, but worth linking again

  • Apologies for the paucity of

    Apologies for the paucity of blogging. Work is mad at the moment, and then there are exams to think about as well. So expect a quiet few days here. I promise I will post something if anything really newsworthy happens.
    A few days ago, I posted my voting intentions here. I have seen nothing to change my mind, so that is exactly what I’ll be doing tomorrow (early on – want to get it done and leave the rest of the day free for lots of work – guh.)

  • Having read her site a

    Having read her site a long while ago, and decided that she really must be quite frightening, I’ve exchanged a couple of emails with Lyssa over the last couple of days, and come to the conclusion that she isn’t frightening at all. Which is nice. So she’s now in the blog list in the nav bar (the highest accolade bestowed at Grayblog, I can tell you!).

  • Today is World Environment Day.

    Today is World Environment Day. Make sure that you think about the consequences of what you do, not just today, but every day.

  • Another evening spent revising in

    Another evening spent revising in the most beautiful park for miles, Priory Park. I am incredibly lucky that it is only two minutes walk from my front door, equipped with benches affording fantastic views of the Guildhall and cathedral.

  • Meg wasn’t blown up, which

    Meg wasn’t blown up, which is a relief.

  • bloody hell, what a busy

    bloody hell, what a busy day! Work is mad at the moment.
    No word from Meg yet, but equally no word of a bomb going off in London, so one must assume that she is ok.

  • Revision in a sun-drenched Priory

    Revision in a sun-drenched Priory Park last night, which was both restful and productive, followed by beer with Paul F and Paul S in the Nags, moving to W2 later to join Simone, Bek, their French friend (Celine?) and Joel. Bek generously gave me her phone number and insisted I call her – and I wasn’t even wearing my lucky shirt. Perhaps the fact that Bek was slightly the worse for wear had more to do with it.