Exams Again. What Fun.

2005-01-19 at 12:51 a.m.

Just a quick one tonight. I write this because not only do I have an obscene amount of recorded TV shows to watch, but also my mother keeps coming into the room and scratching and/or feeling herself in unfortunate places while talking to me. This is not unusual, its just a bit disgusting.

Today, I went to Employment Solutions again. Not terribly exciting except I managed to blitz my job search and finish in fifteen minutes! Woo! When I was signing the sheet thingy I was told that I have Thursday off because its Eid as well, which is nice. I've never had a day off for a Muslim holiday before, either.

That meant that I got up to the west end two hours in advance of my biology class. This was a Very Good Thing because I had a class test today for which I did not revise. Now while I (miraculously) managed to get by without revision in divinity, I don't think this would work with science. So I had a quick look through the basics while drinking tea made with nasty milk in a nearby bar. Which generated an amusing incident, as I was eavesdropping on a woman having an argument with her bank because they won't accept cheques made out in her stage name into her normal account even though they have for years. Which explains why I half-recognised her. This is what drinking in "Theatreland" does for you. The test itself went reasonably ok, except there was an awful lot I could not remember. Still everyone else seemed to have the same problems so I suppose thats not too bad. At least its over.

Dad came home early from Moscow, after managing to get food poisoning from beer (honestly!). He seems to have bemused a Russian doctor too, firstly by not helping her examine him and allowing her to fumble at his trousers in an embarassing fashion ('they have funny buttons', apparently), then dropping the medicine on himself after turning it upside down to see what was in it, and then, after being given hot water to drink some sort of powder in, managing to drink the water and forget the powder. Its sad, really. Anyway he's home now, feeling very sorry for himself and I have instructions to get up early tomorrow and be on hand to make weak tea and dispense sympathy whenever necessary.

And so I must go, because I need to watch Holby City (crap though it may be) in order to free up an hour on the tape of my mother so that she can record Law & Order: Criminal Intent for me tomorrow night!

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