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So I’m writing this from Niro’s laptop at Matt, Rowan and Niro’s place, because:

a) We thought it would be a good idea to get together and drink and it’s now the middle of the night so i’m going to sleep here rather than going on the mission back home.

b) I said I’d write every day.

So here I am, valiantly battling the alcohol pouring though my bloodstream to try and paint some coherent message of my day, type the damned right keys, and not start talking about dwarves on fire.

What?

Anyways, today started off with me waking up at roughly 9:58am, which also happened to be roughly the time I’m supposed to leave the house in the morning to make it into College on time; one can imagine my panic at said fact.

I made it in, nonetheless, where the enlightening professional skills session ably showed me why I’m never getting a job. I then wasted the next three hours somehow, partly by doing the slitherlink in the new Felix.

Then there were lectures, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about those. Then there was drinking. I hate typing on a laptop, it’s foul, so I’ll cut it short here.

I will see you all in the later-time, and until then, I bid you a merry time, and an existence free of immolating dwarves.

I haven’t posted anything in just forever. Really it’s just symptomatic of my complete failure to have any discipline in any whatsoever. I really had grand plans for this blog, like learning XHTML/CSS and making it pretty and the like - all of which have been utter failures.

So, I think I’ll try and write either every day or on a M/W/F schedule. See how it goes.

Anyways, in summary:

Buy the Orange Box, you fools! If you have a gaming bone in your body, or even if you don’t, go get it.

Quantum Mechanics is both hard and intellectually satisfying simultaneously.

God still doesn’t exist.

The TV spots for The Golden Compass make me angry: "Legend tells that the last Golden Compass - whoever can read it has the power to rule the universe… The quest for the compass begins". I’m… urgh. The book (which is actually called Northern Lights) is one of my absolute favourite books of all time, and it makes me angry to see it mutilated so. I hope that this trailer is only aimed at incredibly stupid obese Americans, able only deal with plots shallower than the pools of hideous drool collecting underneath their slack, lifeless mouths.

I want to see a documentary about Tony Blair on TV on Sunday, but I’m probably going to forget.

Going swimming by yourself is about 15 different kinds of dull.

I waste a frightening number of hours every single day.

I got the new Buffy Season 8 comic, it’s awesome, one of the best yet. I also picked up the "Tales of the Slayer" graphic novel, which is a collection of stories about slayers in the past, written by some of the people who wrote Buffy for TV. And it has more Fray, and Fray is just brilliant-fantastic.

I’m sure some other things’ll come to me later. There are so many things I want to tell people that I only think of while I’m by myself. It’s an annoying paradox is what it is.

Andy out.