Bowels! And more Bowels!

2005-03-15 at 9:46 p.m.

I've just finished my biology class and am once again sitting in the internet cafe, which is full of the insane. Still, this is London, and its always full of mad people so this is nothing exceptional.

I did quite well in my exam, assignment and practical for all that I thought I wouldn't, though the marks escape me at this moment, though none was lower than 65% so I'm pleased. We had a most confusing lecture about the nervous system which I didn't really understand and will have to read up on. Turns out I have another assignment to complete and to start the one after that (an essay on ecology) over the holidays. I'm not worried about the essay - its only 1,000 words which is nothing compared to the ones I wrote for university. I don't have to finish it before the end of the holidays fortunately as it will be quite difficult to get the books I need, but I might see if I can write about something local-ish and pick up some nice facts and figures that way.

London has suddenly gone rather hot, it seems spring - or what passes for spring down here - is definitely arriving. Took the dog for a long walk this morning but couldn't get him to go to the toilet. And now my life revolves around his ability to shit, which I can't help feeling is rather pathetic. I've figured out how to get him to stop pawing me in a disturbingly sexual manner though - if I prevent him from jumping on my knee and keep telling him to sit down eventually he just lies on the floor.

Having a dog has meant I woke up rather early again this morning, which is probably a good thing but I do rather miss sitting up at night. Plus, I tend to run madly around while listening to music at night and I think I need to find out whether that will make the dog bark (because he will probably think I have gone mad) or not. Maybe I'll try tonight.

Today is mum's 60th birthday so I got her a card yesterday and I bought her a necklace and matching earrings today. She wanted burgundy-coloured velvet gloves but I couldn't find any and in any case its the wrong season. So I hope she'll like what I did get because I couldn't think of anything else to get her that wasn't books or music, neither of which she really wants.

Thats about it really, I think. I'm just sitting here feeling rather worried as I've just recalled that this place has no toilet, but lest you think I have become bowel-obsessed (which the English are traditionally supposed to do - the French become obsessed with their livers), I'll end this now.

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