December 2011
28 posts
“She won’t make a good lawyer. She can’t spell lawyer.”
– Family friend, a distinguished teacher of many years, on a small child in his class.
So annual girly christmas dinner
Damn fine Nepalese food, in a wonderful little underground restaurant with the girls. Old friends, new food…and the reassuring feeling that we’re a tiny bit terrified about next year. Woobies.
And am also pretty much 100% on top of Xmas presses.
“Oh! She died this year…in fact, she died two days after these yoghurts...”
– My mother, while eating a yoghurt, while watching Billie Joe Spears.
Yayz and noez
Home for Christmas time!
Internet doesn’t work.
MINI-STUDIO!!
Hahahha after ordering everything on Tuesday, my mini-studio arrived - background, background stand, umbrella, hot-shoe holder, hot shoe transmitter/remote, light stand :D happy days! Whole thing stupidly cheap as well, less than £50 for the whole lot. Wheeeeeeee
Ever have one of those days when everything is a...
Example; text to Lord F:
You massive minge swilling ass ranch munching turd burgling cretious douchelord of retardation.
Also, what’s up with the wind? It’s like there’s a massive exorcism going on just behind the corner.
“YES! Nyan Caxx barf loop!!!!”
– Lord F, instead of doing his homework
Funny things overheard at the boathouse:
Rower A: Okay, so this cupboard has the rigger-jiggers in it, this one all the other tools, and the heel restraints.
Rower B: And this cupboard?
Rower A: That is the unspeakable cupboard.
Rower B: What’s in the unspeakable cupboard?
Rower A: Unspeakable cupboard is unspeakable.
Funny things on Lord F's french homework:
Blood
Sweat
Drool
and ‘J’aime le cafe beaucoup parce que c’est mon stimulant favorit’
Absolutely fucked on caffeine
and nothing is funnier than watching a man chasing a dog chasing some deer.
More tea and medals today
First place at Allom Cup Regatta. UCL won every category we entered in, with the exception of one, making us undisputed (and much hated champions). We were supposed to have four rounds but one round scratched, and our last race was particularly epic in the shitting rain and serious man pain sounds coming from my boat.
It’s traditional to throw the cox in after a successful race. I demurred,...
Definitely gone a little bit mental and wrote
‘This Has Been a Beccalicious Navigational Production’ on the top of my coxswain test.
So totally bored
Of having lectures that elude any sort of decipherable point, of lecturers who are indecipherable verbally (which for a degree wherein in the title the second word is ‘language’ is pretty poor showing), and lecture start times that fuck with my circadian rhythms.