Aw look, seeing as I've just posted a link to this blog on my tumblog I thought I would do you guys a wee update. No, that isn't an update on my wees (although I did just go, how exciting!) it's just a little update because I've not re-heeeeally got that much to tell you. It's friday. I've missed 3 hours of lectures this week, and it's only first week so that really isn't very good, is it?

Yep, missed 2nd Rise and Origins of Aegean Civilisation lecture yesterday at 13:00 to come home and try to sleep off the massive brain-fog I had going on (not too sure if it was all that successful) and then ordered Pizza Hut, with special request to knock a tune on the door (HE ACTUALLY DID IT TOO!) and settled down to watch Bridesmaids, which I have to say is BLOODY HILARIOUS. Favourite scene, gotta be the food poisoning one, especially at the end when Lillian is in the middle of the road. HERE'S A TASTER (if that's what you wanna call it, considering the content.)

don't worry, it's not graphic!

I meant to have an early night last night as I'm going to London to see Charlotte for her birthday in a couple of hours! But ended up awake till 02:00 :( that however, was not the reason for me missing my 2 hour lecture on Archaeological Ceramics, I blame that entirely on the Nottingham Transport system, not one, but two number 34 buses passed me at the stop and refused to pick me up. Too full you see, and I'd left it too late to get over to campus, I would have been about forty minutes late or something ridiculous. (that's a lie, I'd have been half an hour late at most...) But yeah, I didn't go to that one either, three 9ams in a row was just too much for me to handle I guess. 

Now I'm just sat in my room, mostly chilling, stressing a little about London, especially as Charlotte hasn't text me back to say she'll get me from the train station, potentially very awkward if I just end up stood in St Pancras for 3 hours waiting. YOU BETTER NOT LET ME DOWN BUDDY. God knows you've done it before. Maybe not quite on this magnitude, but fingers crossed all will go well. And I won't get mugged/killed/raped/end up addicted to crack and selling myself on the mean streets of London. I need to go rescue my jeans from the dryer/put them in for another hour. We'll see. Then I might have a nap, so I'm not knackered tonight. Should be good really, I'm excited.

AND I NEED TO REMEMBER TO POST THIS LETTER, AND BUY SOME SHERRY FOR PRE-DRINKS. Ahah, yes, I drink sherry, I am in fact an eighty year old woman. I smell like mothballs and L'Air du Temps.

This is a stupid post, sorry guys, my coherency has dropped somewhat, I wonder why...

Good Morning, all

...if we can call it that. Today is of course Monday, 30th January, and thereby my first day back at lectures for the year 2012. Well, wow; hasn't time just completely flown by? I've just had a full week off university, and I can say quite honestly that I need another week at least. I'm in quite the paradox you see, because I find that I get unfeasibly bored when I've got nothing to do. As I lamented yesterday "I need a hobby other than sleeping!!", a statement that's definitely true, after I went to bed at 5AM, got up for an hour at 13:30, then went back to sleep till 17:30; culminating the evening's festivities with a very early 22:45 bedtime. I was tuckered out man, too many late nights and too much fun to be had.

It's been a busy weekend, picking up a friend on Friday afternoon, houseparty Friday night, housemates' friends/significant others over for the weekend. It's been pretty crazy, so I guess looking at it that way, the sleeping wasn't that much of a bad thing. I was just trying to save my brain from permanent neurological trauma (not because the visitors are traumatic, just because it's a lot of people to be spending time with.)

I was meant to go see War Horse with everybody last night, but one-by-one people flaked out on me, so I ended up in the attic watching Johnny English 2 and perusing my housemate's new youtube channel. The channel created solely to house videos he and his friends found amusing. It's a pretty good idea really, I might have to have a playlist on my channel too. I may even make a new channel, mine has such a lame username. I'll maybe look into changing the name first, because I have a lot of video views I don't want to lose (I need all the ones I can get really).

Have a couple of links, I'm sometimes relatively amusing on one or both of these mediums.
Twitter
Youtube

And that is all for now! Au revoir, Goslings.

A duck walked up to a lemonade stand...

Here's the video for THAT song:

I love this little guy, I showed my friend the video once and he referred to it as "the most atrocious thing he'd ever witnessed" so if you haven't seen it, check it out! But of course, as always there is an ulterior motive. That's right, I re-found the game "Lemonade Stand" and have been playing it on and off since 10pm yesterday. It is SUCH A COOL GAME and one that my housemate and I have attributed our increased swearing to; be warned, it can make you quite irate!

I thoroughly encourage you to play though, the first 2 times I did yesterday I bankrupted myself... I forgot you could charge a fair ol' whack for a little glass of lemonade.

give them bitches lemonade, bitchez love lemonade

Yeah, I've been quite preoccupied with this, especially last night when it pretty much became the best thing I'd ever encountered in my life ever. Like I said, it's the kind of game that can make you a little tetchy though, so unless you've got an amazing control over your potty-mouth then don't play near little kids!

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YUCK, YOU'RE STILL BUYING IT MUTHAFUCKAS. BOLLOCKING TITWANKS I'M OUT OF ICE" that kind of stuff...

We've been to Sainsbury's this afternoon to grab provisions for the week ahead and do you know how expensive stuff is now?! £1.95 for a bag of peppers! I swear to god they used to be £1, and you could get 3 for that price, now it's all two quid for stuff and I just don't like it. There's something really lovely about buying veggies, or anything for that matter, that's one singular pound. We also bought a tonne of baking ingredients because it's one of the housemate's birthdays, we're baking a cake! Come Saturday this house will be literally bouncing with guests and happiness and ganache. You just wait.

I know I've been rubbish at updating, but I'll do you an update after/whilst I'm having my tea

I'm sorry for neglecting you! Thanks everyone that's been checking in with the blog still and leave me a comment/follow the blog if you fancy it.

:)