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Thursday 16.1.03 | Coherency has returned. Has been an interesting week so far, the main acheivement of which has been getting my university-attendance form signed, which flies in the face of decency, fairness and everything else good given that I have been to less than 15 lectures in four months. But do I give a mouse-sized crap about any of this at the moment? I think not. The main thing is that UCL will now be happy with me. There was actually a heart-stopping moment when I thought that the director-blokey was going to ask me and Anna to get one of our teachers to sign it because he hadn't taught us, but then he went ahead and did it anyway, so I am still breathing. Fuck only knows what we would have done if we did have to go to one of our lecturers, because I don't know what the vast majority of them even look like. Anyway, this also marks the end of the, erm, Christmas term at Uni down here (is officially tomorrow but sod that) - instead of doing the logical thing and starting two weeks earlier in September, they have a holiday and then do the last two weeks of term now, and then have exams straight afterwards, and then start a new term. So French. Friday 17.1.03 After meeting a rather strange men last night who ostensibly wanted English lessons and then turned out to speak perfect English (long story which will get told at a future date when I'm not typing on a backward French keyboard and running out of time), we all met at Simon's flat to play a large round of drinking games with the vodka we won during Tuesday night's pub quiz. Ended up, self-evidently, off my tits and laughing helplessly at Mars trying to pull off an Australian accent and cringing as the truth about various habits of mine came out during a rather lively version of 'Have you ever?'. I will also never be able to watch The Two Towers again without thinking of Alicia, Sheila and a certain phrase connecting them all... ;-) I appreciate, actually, that this is all a bit cryptic. But hey, I know what I'm talking about. It's who who chose to read this... More another time ;-) Sunday 19.1.03 Further confirmation that Anna and I are blonde yesterday when we discovered that Nice has a whole second railway station which leads up into the mountains. Admittedly it's fairly small and only has one line, but it's weird that we didn't know about it given that it's 10 minutes walk from where we live. Going to investigate this week...
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