Domesticity

Well. I have been extremely sociable this month. I have been visiting friends not one weekend, not three weekends, but TWO ENTIRE WEEKENDS. I am so proud of myself. I was even nice to some people. Most of the time. Many things happened, for example, cars crashing, foot cutting, food making, hot tubbing, cheese eating, Hot Chick watching. ET CETERA ET CETERA. If you are that interested, then there are loads of pictures on Facebook of things that have occurred.

Here are some nice things for you to look at whilst you contemplate your (and my) life:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gg0nDDy34I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=y7U3tUdVrdw

You will like both these things, promise.

In recovering from Southampton (where I threw up and hit on other people's friends) and The Barn (where I didn't throw up, and I did not hit on other people's friends), I have skived off uni, sewed up holes in old jeans, and glued old bits of jewellery back together. YEAH PRODUCTIVE. On the other hand, the flat is a terrible tip, I haven't packed for Weybridge this weekend, and I have not done any uni work for nearly two weeks. Which is nice. The uni work thing is especially bad, as my tutor is so nice, and I may have to marry her. It makes a nice change from tutors who I want to murder, using rusty nails and broken pieces of glass. So I should be trying to impress this new(ish) tutor, except that things like 30 Rock keep getting in the way. WHICH IS TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT OKAY?

My mother is currently in Cuba, hopefully buying me many presents. That would be good. As long as it is not a cigar - cigars do not appeal to me. All smokey and coughy and icky and brown. No thanks.

So what's going on with you? Not much I imagine, as you don't exist.