I really should try to

I really should try to get an early night sometime soon. Then I might not feel like punching the train crew on the 9:26 from Chichester, who were irritatingly cheerful this morning. Additionally, I’d probably find it easier to win the daily battle with EvilDuvet II and drag myself from bed early enough that I don’t have to rush.

Beer tonight with Tim, Matt,

Beer tonight with Tim, Matt, Brenda, the lovely Donna, Greg, Ian, Paul C, Kearn, Kev, Andrea and Sacha, with the added bonus of sightings of Malcolm, Dave and my old school friend Mandy.

Revision for four hours with

Revision for four hours with Charlotte, Heather, Holly and Leigh, along with Leigh’s gorgeous kitten, Cookie. Followed by afternoon drinks with Sarah. I feel sleepy.

Don’t you hate it when

Don’t you hate it when you are expecting something in the post, and it doesn’t arrive? The next opportunity for postal satisfaction won’t be until Monday morning now – and I’m almost beginning to worry that it won’t show up at all, as it was apparently sent at least three days ago.
I wasn’t feeling especially cheerful when I woke up anyway, and a little thing like that is enough to make me feel really maudlin. It’s one of the hazards of being slightly hungover (too much beer, too much vodka and too many olives at 2am).
Anyhow, I’ll cheer up because I’m going to be spending a large chunk of today with the girls from the college course, doing some revision and hopefully winding down a bit.

Beer tonight (Friday) with Paul

Beer tonight (Friday) with Paul F, Malcolm, Dave, Tim (pissed), Clive, Julie, Arron, DA (very pissed), Kearn, Kev (sociable again), Geoff, Clare, Lisa, Teresa (in her new beret) and Phil. Wore my grayblog t-shirt, so hopefully will get thousands of new visits here (Hi! if you visited here because of my cool t-shirt – click ‘merchandise’ in the sidebar if you want one yourself).