This is going to be super short for now because I don't have my laptop and I can't be assed to type loads on my phone. I might make this better tomorrow.
My week has been lovely. I learnt sign language, spoke to Jim Lockey and came home amongst other things.
Anyway, tomorrow this will be greatly improved, but for now I bid you good night.
EDIT
I lied, it won't be greatly imporved and it won't be done on Monday. OH WELL.
David, why didn't you blog, I hear you have absolutely no medical problems or anything which would be a valid reason not to contribute...
I found this cool little webcomic the other day called Three Word Phrase. Here is an example of their wonderful work:
Get well soon David.
Sunday, 30 October 2011
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Josh, you bitch.
I was gonna try and subtly slip this late one in. But then you had to go and post, and we all had to get shunted out of order.
Bad Josh.
Bad Josh.
Last night I saw Cat Empire. SO GOOD.
But I didn't write any of my essay.
Currently enforcing a no-lecture policy until my essay's finished. Not working, yesterday I did three sudokus, two maths-challenge-puzzles and completed the trial version of Plants vs Zombies.
That's about it.
I realise now we forgot to discuss punishments for David. I want to see that picture of baby-David he teased us with.
In solidarity I might post the one of me in the cycling shorts and the dog t-shirt at Avebury. A classic, really.
In solidarity I might post the one of me in the cycling shorts and the dog t-shirt at Avebury. A classic, really.
My battery's low.
Hi everybody!
Fuck Thursday,
It's still Wednesday in many ways.
I was going to plan this one but I decided to just rant about my week to you instead.
This week went well I think. Friday night I went to the Falmouth beer festival, which was basically a charity run boozy airport. I had some wierd ale called Scilly Stout that tasted like chocolate, which was king of disgusting but nice. Then on Saturday our house had a barbeque and that was a massive success. Sunday I kind of nursed my hangovers by reading Alan Partridge's autobiography, which you should totally read Tom. Then Monday my sister got here and we partied hard on white russians. We went to Lizard point on Tuesday; 'The southern'st Britan' was really cool and I took an awesome photo of it just for the blog but seem to have left my phone cable in Swindon. Trust me it was awesome. Wednesday was yesterday (today, whatever) and that was the night I went to the pub.
My tutor hates me and after reading that overview of my week I can kind of see why.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be Dick Dastardly, he's always putting so much effort in and never winning the race and that dog just laughs at him all the time.
I've been thinking a lot this week about pasties, but that's a story for another blog.
I don't know what else to say.
Except this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoDwm36ixqE
Love to your mothers?
It's still Wednesday in many ways.
I was going to plan this one but I decided to just rant about my week to you instead.
This week went well I think. Friday night I went to the Falmouth beer festival, which was basically a charity run boozy airport. I had some wierd ale called Scilly Stout that tasted like chocolate, which was king of disgusting but nice. Then on Saturday our house had a barbeque and that was a massive success. Sunday I kind of nursed my hangovers by reading Alan Partridge's autobiography, which you should totally read Tom. Then Monday my sister got here and we partied hard on white russians. We went to Lizard point on Tuesday; 'The southern'st Britan' was really cool and I took an awesome photo of it just for the blog but seem to have left my phone cable in Swindon. Trust me it was awesome. Wednesday was yesterday (today, whatever) and that was the night I went to the pub.
My tutor hates me and after reading that overview of my week I can kind of see why.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be Dick Dastardly, he's always putting so much effort in and never winning the race and that dog just laughs at him all the time.
I've been thinking a lot this week about pasties, but that's a story for another blog.
I don't know what else to say.
Except this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoDwm36ixqE
Love to your mothers?
Monday, 24 October 2011
Sunday, 23 October 2011
Insert funny title here
I have had a most pleasant week. I hope yours have
been good too.
As I mentioned in my last blog I had 9 days off in a
row, today is the 9th day and I have lectures again tomorrow which
is a bit sad. I think I have spent my days of freedom well though.
On Wednesday I went to that London to see David. His
house is really nice by the way. In the evening we went to Xtra Mile’s “Fuck
the Fire” gig. Beans on Toast, Chris T-T and Jim Lockey all played along with
some other people that we didn’t know so well. It was a fun night and we got to
talk to Jim and Beans. Also Chris T-T made some very good points about politics
and that.
On Friday Tom, Emma, Kerry and Matt all came and
visited Bristol. We made fajitas for tea and then got drunk and went to Bunker.
Turns out a famous dubstep DJ was playing, I forget his name though, he was
good though and there was a proper gig atmosphere there and everyone was all
pushy and sweaty. I quite enjoyed myself. Tom on the other hand did not enjoy
himself and got all lost and then got all mad at us.
In a minute I am going on the medic fresher’s bar
crawl. Why on a Sunday you may ask and in all honesty I don’t know. The second
year fancy dress theme is ‘think pink’ so I have got a lovely outfit consisting
of bright pink Primark leggings and a t-shirt, not going to lie, I look hot. I
also have some pink hair spray but it says it might now wash out of pink hair
so I am slightly worried about using it.
I started and have almost finished reading
Slaughterhouse 5. It is a strange book but so incredibly well written that it
is really good.
Finally, this is the reason I don’t like bananas.
Seriously, fuck them.
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