We all go down together

I do love that I spent last night thinking about Uni and the goodness of it all and of course I wake up this morning too late to go to History.

I've got another couple of hours to kill before I head in for Classics and my first ever Archaeology tutorial. I can't stand tutorials truth be told. I'd much rather just have more lectures. I don't like talking in small groups. My spoken communication skills aren't exactly what you'd call good. It's not that I don't have anything to say, but I tend to say it too quietly or I just can't be bothered trying to find a time to say it and I never can be bothered to contradict people. Unless they piss me off like that Londoner in my English class who said Roald Dahl hated children and Grimm's fairy tales were all princesses getting married. What about the one with mouse, the sausage and the crow hmm? Where's the sexist happy ending there, you ass?

But yeah, tutorials, hate em. Today will probably be the pointless introductory one where we go round the group and say our names and where we live before going home wondering what the point of turning up was. Oh right, so we don't fail. Gotcha.

If it wasn't for that I wouldn't bother with today at all. Some days just aren't days to bother with. Plus I had the craziest dream. Second time I've had it now. After my usual ridicously over-the-top romance dream that whirls by all normal like and happy the weirdness always interferes. Wouldn't be much of a dream if there wasn't some crazy. The crazy of last night (and sometime last week) involved me being in a bar with some guy who decides the drink is rubbish and over-priced. So we set off to buy and make our own. Thus follows the longest time of me staring at various items in a supermarket which if I could remember them probably holds some sort of significance. Thing is he won't shut up about the vinegar which is apparently the key ingredient when you're trying to make vodka and cranberry. When I questioned this he got really violent and I woke up soon after I finally got the drink and some girl from nowhere complained about the lack of ice.

I'm getting kind of bored of dreams where I'm looking for something pointless in a shop. It's like all I do in real life when I'm bored and now I get to do it asleep too. Woo and hoo come to mind.

Lets see now what have I got this week? Hair cut tomorrow: goodbye man hair, hello one week of it looking pretty hot then foof! Oooo next issue of Runaways comes out on Thursday. Gotta have a bit of Whedon to get me through the week now I've got another month to wait for buffy. Seriously comic reading is killing me financially but I can't not buy them. Buffy! Plus Molly Hayes is just the cutest thing. She beat up Wolverine!

Oh, but on the free side of things Sugar Shock is Joss Whedon's webcomic. Only three issues long but it's pretty wacky fun.

Anyway I better go get dressed and stuff although gods know how I'll find the inclination to do so.