9 months till I return to something resembling Greater London. And although I'll be at the in-laws' for a while, it'll be worth it. I could have a baby by then ( Read more... )

Happy birthday to catbo for 12th - sorry I'm late, curses to not having interwebnet access and phones that just don't seem to be working at all.

Thanks to puzzled_anwen (thank you) I have a new diet. It's based on eating all your favourite foods still, like cheese and ice cream and chocolate and stuff, but only eating the best, in smaller portions, at mealtimes ( Read more... )

Should I be worried that I haven't felt the toes in my left foot for a week now?

Happy birthday fugitivemotel!

Here's a birthday puppy in disguise.


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Bless my lovely work colleagues saying I look like a French movie star today. I'm going to have to wear this outfit for the wardytron-a-thon in Regent's Park (softball courts by Gloucester Gate), this Saturday, 2 pm (anyone got a portable radio for football?). Just to remind you.

I'm having a real head accessories moment this summer. One fabulous hot pink and white headscarf that trails down my back, and another white with black skull and crossbones pattern. A black straw cowboy hat and a natural straw cowboy hat with brown beaded band. And a big clip-on orchid ( Read more... )

So it seems London may dare to hit 30 degree during this Saturday's Regent's Park wardytron-a-thon. Wicked! I love hot weather me. What I don't love is being too fat to fit into my summer clothes. After everything this week is throwing at me (rotten exams, fatness, unfitness, £50 to eat and drink for 3 weeks) I need to get very drunk, even tohugh I'm ( Read more... )

Every 5 years or so there's a stinker of a paper. For the intervening 8 exams, everything is nice and predictable and straightforward. Then someone has the bright idea to ask convoluted and confusing questions that go round in circles on subjects nobody in their right mind would revise. And to fill up an entire paper with them, and have none of ( Read more... )

I'm not really sure how wise it is to drink a couple of ginger wines at this time on the morning of an exam. But I needed it to calm my nerves. These are the exams to sort the best from the not-so-good, and it's nigh on impossible for them to have reached this stage anyway - not-so-good just doesn't cut it under Law Society rules. Last year 4 in ( Read more... )

Bloody miserable. Rar. It'll be over in 27 hours' time. Until October. Too poor. My own fault. And no matter the plethora of reasons and motivations, I can't not drink. Regretting choosing 10 years of study. Frightened of my debt. Need to lose 4-5" from my stomach, which is rapidly mutating into a separate lifeform. Oscar bit me for the ( Read more... )