reuben

It's done! It's fucking done and handed in and can be forgotten about until I get my results back and I can moan that it was shit!!
But... MY DISSERTATION'S DONE!

So... if you are in chat enough to have caught my ranting and bitching about certain people I live with, you will have heard the whole palarva involving my lack of laptop and having to drive back to SIlverstone at 3am on Sunday to finsh it all.

Today has mainly consisted of mild hyteria and me finding everything incredbly funny due to a large amount of alcohol still being in my system from last nights celebrations. And then having to drive my housemate back to Bacchus due to her having left her purse and coat there last night before running away to god knows where... even though the barman who was chatting me up found it and KNEW I knew her but couldn't give me it.
Nightmare. And now she has crashed out in my bed next to me and we have watched the menu sequence for Series 2 of Black Books about 7 times now. I'm too lazy to change it or find the remote.

It's week five of the term. That puts me at about half way through the year.... and I'm still working on the first project?? Well, we all are (bar one student, but we don't talk about her..) and the tutors don't seem worried.
It's fiiiiine, it's fine.

I have nothing useful to tell you really.
James might be coming to see me soon .