| I took everything you ever let me have, and then I never loved you back... |
[Oct. 25th, 2007|11:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | (Praise Chorus), Jimmy Eat World | ] |
Today was pretty good. Except for a slightly sucky finish, but whatever.
Read the Internet this morning. All of EGG's talk of cake made me want to cook something, so I ended up baking cupcakes.
Wound up at Uni just after twelve. Visited the Union's Fair Day for free lunch. Yay. Gave a guy with a fishtank on his head a cupcake. Pointed out to a guy that there were two layers of perspex in said fishtank. Listened to some semi-random person, Tanya, tell Will about a girl she had seen in a dream that "was perfect for you... And then she was on my train! She was weirded out by me staring at her, though..." ...She seemed to assume we were a couple because we were chatting. ...Huh? *shakes head*
Chris swung past briefly, in between wanting to strangle his teammates. Or something.
Will and I headed over to the ProgSoc room. Hung around, doing various chores, chatting, and generally procrastinating. Thomas visited in his lunch break, to have a discussion with Will about the virtues of burlesque; and whether James should do a strip show in the Atrium.
I then went over to the Union to ask to pay my zero dollars; they basically patted me on the head. *pouts*
Brief visit to EGG, then back to the room to continue to fail to accomplish stuff. I eventually got bored enough to start documenting the junk in the ProgSoc room. Anyone know how much a Cisco 2900 is worth?
At 6 o'clock, we headed over to the Glass House for the Union trivia night. Free food, (mostly) free drinks - we bought the first one, but they were giving away drinks vouchers to excess. At the end of it, somehow, our table had managed to walk away with the second-place position. How that works, I have no idea. We weren't even cheating! *gasp* Thomas maintains that it's probably that we were the only semi-sober table present, which I'm not about to argue with. Anyway, second prize is a $500 cheque, which is certainly nothing to be sneezed at. It'll probably go towards the purchase of a rack to store the new machines in.
After it finished, I'd had so much Coke I was pretty literally bouncing off the walls. Amy and I got into a "Run around chasing after each other giggling madly and trying to bash a balloon out of each others' hands" fight, while the EGG boys looked on and shook their heads. There were frequent "Are they drunk?"s muttered. Rob kept pointing out that I don't actually drink alcohol, and this was merely a sugar high, but I don't think they believed him.
By the end of it, though, the sugar excess was starting to kick in to the point of nausea. Still giggly, but I quietened down a little. When Chris returned from chatting to Selphie, we wandered back to the room. I completed a couple of minor chores, and then dragged him away from troubleshooting to head home.
I got to the bus stop on time, but the bus driver ignored me. Pelted down to the next one, and managed to make it; the guy was firmly unapologetic. *fury* And now my cough's triggered and my teeth hurt and I need a bath badly. Gah. (As I said: good day, except for the sucky ending.)
So, I guess I'd better crash. I have a team meeting at ten o'clock, and I've told Chris I'm going to try and be in at around nine. And as I said, I badly need a bath before I go to bed.
-Mmaster |
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Shoulder Angel says: *prods*