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Saturday, October 29, 2005

 
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the fire alarm has gone off twice tonight. So i have stood outside in the carpark surrounded by people in various stages of preparation for the halloween disco tonight. Don't know if i can face another night out not after gate crashing the WM party last night. i haven't really got anything to say but Esther chastised me for not blogging in ages. so thats it. Bye. kiss kiss.

P.S.
Anyone got any lederhosen they could lend me? (did i spell that right?)



Monday, October 24, 2005

 
I miss you,
you're like my sanity.
I miss that too.



Sunday, October 23, 2005

 
I'm starting to get linguistic fever. I can't take anymore. also I have been listening to tina turner almost constantly after a conversation with esther and have been sorely tempted to fling myself out into the corridor and dance up and down like a mad thing as in the good old days of hawthorns and the RC but i fear that it is still too early in the academic year to inflict such a thing on my hall mates. so now i have swapped to listening to kate rusby and quietly sit at my desk working and listening to how yet another woman was seduced and abandoned or has been murdered alone/with lover/by father/by mother/in a river. I might take (another) break from work in a minute and put on cat stevens and dance madly around around my room, "i found a love..."





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