Becoming More Like Kotarou

This is a very old post from my blog; so old that it was originally hosted on LiveJournal. The page has been preserved in case its content is of any interest, but formatting errors are likely and the page's original comments have been lost. Please go back to the homepage to see the current contents of this site.

So, my first day back in Southampton after the weekend.

I don’t feel great, I’m owrrying if the air in this room is at all healthy, or maybe something to do with sleeping with the computer on is bad for me…

Also, I got a letter this morning telling me I’d failed my room inspection - apparently my bathroom floor and shower curtain are at fault. Okay, what exactly is wrong with the shower curtain? Nothing I can see. And the floor is a fair cop - but for that I blame the fact that my shower leaks every time it’s used, and the appearance of a bloke from an electric company the other day who seemed to do nothing actually useful except shower every horizontal surface in my bathroom with grey plaster. And now I have to fix all of this by Friday, else they charge me.

Today I finally got my exam timetables. That’s a relief I suppose - but the exams are looming horribly close now… it also doesn’t help that one of them is held in Stoneham dining hall, which I don’t even know where it is (apart from, presumably, that it’s in or near Stoneham).

And… for the same strange and completely incomprehensible reason as always,Flat 9’s presence irritates me… I have absolutely no idea why…

To round everything off, I have a lot of work to do this week, and I’ve already (deliberately) slept through today’s lecture.

Bleh… what is wrong with me…?