I spent most of Sunday afternoon becoming really quite drunk while standing outside the White Hart at Barnes Bridge. And then we lost, arse.
Loads of stewdents around, and Steph and I observed three things about them: (1) they were all ridiculously young, they're letting mere children in these days, hmm hmmm; (2) they all seem to have far more money than I did; (3) they were all actually wearing university-blazoned fleeces and the like, which I always thought were the height of naff and meant for tourists only.
Mind you, they also all seemed to be from Balliol.
In other news, I actually vacuumed the flat, by way of "working from home" this morning, for the first time in about six months. Never let it be said that I am slovenly.
Not feeling particularly well, actually, and have loads to do, so I shall have to leave reading everyone else until some other time.
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Date: 2004-03-30 07:43 am (UTC)