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Wearing a big long coat type garment in the ridiculously windy weather is sooooo much fun. It's the whole superman effect without having to run anywhere. Not quite dignified though.

Who says I've stopped taking photos? Just coz Will's turnaround is somewhere close to a day doesn't mean I've stopped with the top-quality happy snapping. Half of the pics I've scanned in from weeks 1-3 are available for commentage, the other half will be up shortly.

I'm soo looking forward to DV8 on Saturday, should be good. Got a shitload of work to do though. Like, silly amounts. I really should stop going out for a bit. Well, it's not that bad yet, but its getting there. Anybody that sees me at TopB on Monday can shoot me, as I have a Tuesday deadline.

I'm getting so sick of people (read: guys) saying "Ugh, that's soo gay" in an invariably derogatory (and often very camp) way. And people who shuffle their feet when they walk.
-edanx

I am emotionally becalmed. It seems like an age since my life has been so free of those sorts of "complications". For a while now I've had nothing to get happy or sad, excited or anxious about. While people I know are at every stage of the roller coaster, I seem to have gotten left on the platform. Not that I am particularly upset or overjoyed about this; like I said I just feel vast tracts of nothing. It's kinda boring. I think I'll go and get an ice cream while I wait for the next ride. Maybe sit in a café window and watch the world go by. Maybe even do some work.

Last TopB was a little weird, I felt like I was in first year again, leaning on the balcony, watching people on the dance floor and their interactions: the whole intricate dynamic. Like I used to do in the first year: no particular wish to join them, not looking for or avoiding anybody, I felt like I didn't know anybody again. I don't know how many friends and acquaintances it took, tapping me on the shoulder to say "Hi" and waving from the dance floor or across the room, before I snapped out of it.

…on the other hand it might just have been that 'Love Shack' came on :-) The last hour of that TopB was the most fun I've had this term so far =) I suppose the main difference between now and my first year is that I know their names, and some of them even know mine.

That thingy in Sugar that you cant buy foreign sausages at but it sounds like you should be able to was really rather good! Well, the music went random at some point, but as it started off really, really good we'll forgive it shall we? I'd forgotten how much I like hip-hop type stuff.

So lotsa dancing last night, though that came after The Lounge with the mad Tony-and-Matt's-21st-Birthday-posse. Lessons learned include don't sing "Danger, High Voltage" at randomers on bicycles and Matt is really straight. Well he can down a pint with the greatest of ease! Irrefutable proof!

Also, I have to make a sheep-chariot, so that James can catch them easier. The other sheep that is, obv. Although I'm not sure how you would catch the ones to pull the chariot…

See everyone tonight!
-edanx

Hate this week. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it. aHte it. Want it over. Now. Yesterday. Before that.

On the other hand Wednesday and Thursday night should be really, really good. So that'll be nice. Looking forward to it you guys =)

On an unrelated topic, what is with the annexation of Xananas thats been going on this term? ;-)
-edanx

I've just been swimming for the first time in almost a year! Feel so hyped! Mental lethargy has been replaced with a pleasant muscular ache. Now to do that assignment.

I feel strangely immortal. Although logic tells me I need to eat and sleep and breath, some part of me is convinced these are mere technicallities, and that I do them on an whim. Possibly something to do with the fact that I and am surviving on one plate of pasta a day and glucoze tablets. I'll stop it soon =)

Just ran into 5 different peeps seperately within a couple of minutes. Not hugely unlikely given I was just outside lazer lizard at the time but still amusing to me :-) Cheered me up even further.

I'm not sure what I was thinking when I dressed this morning, but the word "winter" certainly did not feature anywhere in my thougth processes. Gah. Might have to go buy a scarf.

I really must stop displacement stressing; it's too effective a method of procrastination. Although when I am as stressed as I have been the past couple of days I completely lose any sort of appetite, thus saving on food! :-) Though possibly not eating a meal for three days isn't a good thing.

But unfortunately I'm hungry now, my left eye has stopped twitching, and that assignment I've desperately been trying to ignore by hook or by crook is still there, and still needs to be done by this Friday. Bah.

This week so far I have mainly been:

• Watching DVDs—such as The fellowship of the ring, The usual suspects and Diehard—with wide screen and surround sound. The base on those things is fantastic. God bless gadget-freak flatmates. Also God Bless Eddie Izzard (Did you know the letter Z used to be called "Izzard" instead of Zed or Zee? Isn't trivial pursuit great?) for his Circle tour video, which is predictably hilarious.
• Drinking Giles' Vodka. Half a bottle of the stuff. God bless him too. Though I can't *cough* possibly imagine why *cough* someone who doesn't drink *cough* would have such a constant plentiful supply of alcohol in his room *cough*. Apologies to Seldo for poor sentence construction on Monday, though I'm sure you found it amusing :-P
• Dancing for hours in the middle of the marketplace first time I've done that for aaaaages, great music on Monday I thought. Though I must admit I've been waiting all winter to dance to that "high voltage" song and that "you're a superstar" one: the campest songs I've heard for an age =)
• Having the "...it is now" Talk with Xander, just in case anybody's been in a cave or something... Doesn't he brush up nicely by the way? :-)
• Eating Giles' jelly babies, although to be fair Giles, at the time I had no idea where they had come from (see vodka above)
• Congregating with the masses in Xananas, I think there were about fourteen people in there altogether? Not all at once natch, but its still *SILLY*. Excellent to see everyone again, but rather annoying in that what was meant to be a series of private one-on-ones inevitably turned into a big shove-two-tables together convo-fest, which I was far too tired to enjoy properly.

New year was absolutely fantastic, my best ever, beating even the millennium. Ten of my school friends went out to a remote cottage on mull, there was bonfire building, videos, trivial pursuit, country walks in beautiful post-volcanic, post-glacial landscapes, good food, good company, not to mention more drinking and smoking than should have been possible.

New years resolutions? Loads and loads. Some of the public ones include going to every lecture for every course, going swimming three times a week (starting tomorrow), giving up beer or larger or whatever the hell its called - that brown stuff that comes out of taps, you know what I mean, eating more healthily and cheaper, sorting out my personal stereo so I can listen to the radio while I work, spend more time alone. Weird thing is I'm absolutely serious about all of those, none of the usual frivolity that has accompanied all me other resolutions, like, ever.