update at last…

March 30, 2007

After complaining that other people don’t update their blogs enough, it seems I’m not very good at it myself. Although, in my defence nothing has been happening unless you count reading paper after paper. I currently have 377 research papers on my computer, and that’s not even all my course. I’m sorry, but that’s just not going to happen! I’m at about 50 so far but my mind is starting to break from shear volume of pretentiousness. I think people who don’t have English as a first language write better papers as they don’t try and jazz it up in fancy incomprehensible language.

Still, at least I’m working, something that this time last year I never thought would happen. I wasn’t planning on being here now far less working in a productive fashion and behaving as much like a normal human being as I could ever hope for. Here’s to antidepressants! (and Nick of course!)

On a lighter note, cheesecake. Or at least picnics. Nick and I went on a village pub crawl on Monday. Got the train to a random village between where we both lived and attempted to visit pubs in the neighbouring villages. The only slight downside to this was that none of the pubs were open which scuppered the idea somewhat. This is despite signs all over some of them claiming ‘Open all day’. Lies, damn lies. Still, it was fun. The food was nice and the pub that we did find refreshed us.

And on an ironic final note, the spellchecker on this blog doesn’t recognise the word blog. Odd…

Happy day

March 2, 2007

I am just so contented today. The sun is shining and it makes me happy. I started skipping home this morning before realising everyone was looking at me like I was insane. It’s also a Friday so after my afternoon lecture I have 3 days off, ay least I should. However, in a misjudged attempt at being nice I have sacrificed my entire weekend to first-aiding at the Ultimate Frisbee Cuppers. I really have to stop doing this. It’s easy enough to say you’ll do something but when the time comes I’d rather be sleeping or doing other such productive things.

Still, today is a good day and I shall refuse to think about tomorrow until I actually have to get up.