January 2011
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@wolfbone
Dude, I’m actually coming a Frome-ways cos my momma-lady has to pick up some stuff from her office- fancy showing me that wool shop/getting some kind of horrific caffeine fix?
blog - so Fruit Ninja owns my life.
“She looks like a Swindon statistic.”
– Shop assistant in republic, on a mannequin with her tits out.
So it's half past one in the fucking morning and...
I sortof wished Chaucer had died just maybe fifty or so years earlier.
Regardless, the fact that there is a tumblr dedicated to Asians asleep in the library is just wonderful.
If a little creepy.
Fookin snowed today.
HOME AND BATHLAND TOMORROW.
“Life doesn’t get easier, you have to get smarter.”
– An Interview with Miriam Warren: Vice President, European Marketing at Yelp (via miriamwarren)
“YES! DOUBLE-YOU DOUBLE-YOU DOUBLE-YOU DOUBLE-YOU DOT POWER RANGE COSTUMES DOT...”
– Lord F. I live with cool people.
Some stuff that happened the UCL Boat Club...
Sir T was steaming before we even arrived; he’d downed two hip-flasks of whiskey at the student union EGM beforehand and was doing gibbon impressions as Lord F and I rolled up. GOOD LAD.
Lord F texted me at half past five as we was coming back from uni; ‘We have to leave in an hour and a half. Commence you girly shit.’
‘Girly shit’ consisted of attempting to...
So I have to stop reading epic amounts of Russian...
But seriously. Everyone out there who hasn’t read the ‘Night Watch/Nochnoi Dozor’ trilogy by Sergei Lukyanenko - you’re missing a treat. Absolutely wipes the floor with Meyer, and even Rowling, if I dare say it in a public forum.
Okay so the score yesterday was Thames 1, Becca 0.
Still got soaked to the skin. Was so cold nearly passed out when was debreifed by the coach, and apparently - I have no idea why - my lips were caked in blood. My hands still haven’t recovered.
The moral of this tale? Fucking BRING A CHANGE OF CLOTHES.
What an utterly stupid sport this is. *g*
Layers, bitch be wearing them
I am wearing:
Underwear, obv.
Top Half:
Thermal t-shirt, long sleeved t-shirt, jumper, UCL rugby shirt, another jumper, UCLBC spalsh jacket. Considering putting another jumper on.
Bottom half:
Two pairs of normal socks, pair of tights, leggings, another pair of leggings, a pair of thicker leggings, random black trousers, thick aircrew socks from the RAF, plus waterproof trousers.
+ gloves,...
So there's some random dude going along the floor...
Def not letting him in. So not up for a random house invasion right nao.
I have today’s motivational rowing call;
“DO YOU WANT YOUR CHILDREN TO SING THE MARSEILLES? NO? THEN ROW HARDER!”
It’s going to be fucking. freezing. on that river today.
V high on coffee right nao.
