And I thought I was supposed to be the ‘old fogie’!
I remember last semester that we’d have three or four films on a Troma Night, drinking until well past 2am. Tonight, it wasn’t even midnight before Kit, Liz, Adam and Bryn decided that it was past their bedtime. Disappointing.
I’ve found a supervisor for my major project, although he has stipulated the condition that I reduce the complexity of my proposed project, as he’s said it’s too ambitious. Needless to say, I didn’t point out to him that I’ve pretty much finished developing it already, and I just need to write the accompanying paper. Ah well. That’ll make this academic year all the sweeter.
Bought new jeans and socks to celebrate.
Claire‘s Dad is visiting for the weekend, which is nice. He’s also brought his new Jaguar, which is also nice.
Will post more soon. For now, I’m being dragged to bed by Claire. Goodnight, all;
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