I have an essay due in at 12 on Friday that I have yet to write a word of.
Tbh, only began researching it today. Got a fair amount done, should be possible. Mebbe.
Ew.
This is my break.
I began the day with two cups of coffee and two episodes of Community.
So.
DAVID
I've got a placement at the Uni doing research. Should be 6 to 8 weeks.
Hoping to start mid June-ish so I can got to Eden Festival, which would mean missing Trees. But as it's right in the middle of the summer I'm failing to schedule my placement around it.
JOSH
It was a cheese, onion and potato pie.
RECOMMEND ME SOME PIES. I want to make more.
I'm planning to do a meal in with me and the Fat Man, I wanna do tapas and I was thinking some kind of mini-pie would be awesome for one of the dishes. So, know any spanish-y pies?
Haven't been doing much recently, tis currently innovative learning wank.
Sorry, I mean innovative wanking week.
Friday night we camped out in the Ale House till it closed.
Was Open Mic. It's mostly the usually folk-y stuff. The house band played Tallest Man on Earth and Johnny Flynn, some girl did an awesome version of You're The One That I Want from Grease, (which meant on Saturday night our planned film watching got significantly delayed due to repetitive watching of Grease songs on YouTube). Best bit was probably this one guy who came up and started beatboxing out of nowhere.
After closure me, Pete and Georgie went to the Hive. (Arrived at about 2am, which is fairly inconvenient considering the entirety of Edinburgh closes at 3am. But enough time for many rounds of tequila.)
Saturday morning Harry made us all American pancakes.
We all went for a walk round Holyrood Park and Calton Hill then had a pub meal in which Richard and Harry's burgers leaked water if you squeezed them.
Then back to the flat for The Good The Bad and The Ugly in which my violent love for Clint Eastwood was reawakened. (He is now my background.)
Sunday I saw Drive at FilmSoc, was FANTASTIC.
Then we hit Cav hard. All got an unbelievable level of drunk. Split my dress reet down the ass, didn't realise until the security lady told me. Remember very little. Such as how and why I got to be in the Meadows on my own in the middle of the night, considering I walked home with Richard and Owen.
Also got lost in Pete's room, confusing his shutters with the door. Woke him up screaming for help because I couldn't get out.
Monday was Georgie's birthday. Made her a blueberry and raspberry cake with a cheesecake frosting and bought her some glittery shoes.
Dinner and drinks at Teviot then on to Jazz Bar.
After Jazz Bar back to mine with Georgie, Cash and Simon. Drank Richard's cooking sherry and kept my flat awake until 5:30am.
Tuesday I died. Had lunch with Pete at 12:30, went to bed about an hour later then slept till 5.
Woke up still dead.
Had pancakes at Suzannah's then went back to Pete's to die some more.
Today I worked.
Eurgh.
Ollie is in Rome and Richard went home.
Flat is quiet.
OH. Exciting news though.
My dad's having a Ceilidh for his 50th birthday at my nan's farm in Chesterfield in the beginning of June.
He said invite your friends so I'm inviting everyone.
They're clearing out the haybarn and hiring in a local Ceilidh band and everyone's gonna be camping in the field and there should be food and bonfires and awesome.
So yeah, be there.
