More diaryness

I was actually quite busy yesterday; up at 9:40 for a 9:50 DoS meeting, where I discovered that my DoS (Tim Harris) had once worked for timwilson.Then I was meant to go and support the CU talk in the bar but didn't because I was too lazy, then lots of scrabbling through emails to find out who needed me the most at the Freshers' Fair in the afternoon. 2:30pm tutor appointment meant that I couldn't get there very early, but I did get a little piece of paper saying my tutor would give me permission to have a car in Cambridge, so that was okay.

Finally got to the Fair about 3:30pm, and was escorted upstairs in a convoy of people-working-on-stalls. Just about managed to find my way upstairs to the Poohsoc stall, and after a while of Katie and I both being there and not many people coming over, I decided to take some flyers and a sign-up sheet and go hijack the CURS stall which was in the main hall downstairs. This way I merrily ran Poohsoc out of fliers and got maybe a dozen signups. Most entertainingly, I got to watch the whole spectrum of funny looks and incredulous laughter, with the CURS stall, the Poohsoc fliers, the Navy across from us and the tree-hugging hippies next door. Had to man the actual Poohsoc stall from 5-6pm, which was also quite entertaining as people talked about everything from the Rejuvination Society to the manuscripts kept at Trinity.

Eventually I ended up promoting CURS at the CURS stall because Poohsoc was out of fliers. Apparently we were attempting to 'get the chicks', so we will have lots of girls turning up to the squash only to run away screaming on first contact with a) a d20, b) the Cambridge University Munchkin Society.

After the fair I wandered around looking for people, and eventually Nicholas rang me and said he was being dragged off to the Castle by people. I duely trailed after them and ate food, and then decided that I had been surrounded by people for far too long and was going home.

Naturally, then I overslept and then I over-spodded, and then I missed the Vitally Important Meeting About Supervisions, because I am just that useless. Aagh.

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In conclusion, I am rubbish and should not be let near an Internet connection. And my source of instant sympathy is busy being bored to death by safety lectures. And I'm meant to go and be useful at the Freshers' Fair. And I need a shower, and to wash some clothes. And mostly I just feel like sitting here and proving how utterly useless I am.

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My life is not responding, and I have a blackberry pip stuck in my teeth from Hall which I can't get out. I have spent the last couple of days being 'useful' by persuading people to waste their time instead of all the worthy pursuits on offer like becoming a tree-hugging hippy or teaching kids stuff. My back aches, my arms ache and my legs aren't too keen on me either. I have stuff I need to post but that would require more movement than I feel capable of.