Hailstones. The one thing I didn’t expect when I left my flat ten minutes ago was Hailstones. Hailstones hurt. Muchly. Apart from that, Dull day really. I’m going to see Blood Brothers with the Drama Soc tonight. Should be fun
Argh. CCDE was weeks ago. Ok, New date to look forward to updated.
Ok. It’s wednesday. So much for the “Daily Updates” thing. The most important and relivant thing to announce is that, as of Sunday (19:30, preciseness fans) I have moved into my new Flat! Life is now a much better, and
Rharhhrharharhharhhalalahahl…. brains…. braaaaaains……
Ok. Right now I’m on the “Never Drink Again” curve of the “What the hell did I drink last night” cycle. I was going to give you an in depth detail of the party and it’s drinking, but since I
Never assume your on top of your life. Just discovered that I’m on a module I didn’t think I was, and have missed the first two lectures. Not Good. On a more positive note, You have to go Here (Thanks
Sorry about the absence of stuff yesterday, I was sitting in a hall registering people for the Sci-Fi Club for 7 hours *fun* Still un-flatted, I am Still camping on the sofa in Mowbury House, paying my way by doing
Got up, went to Uni, went to Lectures, Learnt stuff, Surfed Net, Currently sitting in Library, Later I have a meeting for the Scifi Soc. then I’ll go home. Still no flat.
The story so far… On the Twenty sixth of January, 1981, Nicholas Avenell, later to be better known as Aquarion, arrived mewling and puking into this vale of tears. He breezed though primary and secondary school with average grades, and