chess | ./~ in your head, in your head ~/.

Having not had enough sleep, I decided not to go to Games Evening, so I could go to sleep.

That didn't happen.

I also have 'Zombie' by the Cranberries quite impressively stuck.

I was up until 6am because Edith and Ian ambushed me and informed me they had beer and crisps and were going to make me emerge from my room and have fun. It was quite entertaining, actually, and I met a Shim. And watched far, far too many music videos. And there was American-bashing and some RPG geekery. And chocolate; I ate a whole bag of malteasers.

At about 5:15am we managed to leave Ewan's room, only to spend quite a while skipping around the courtyard outside 47 and discussing how to decorate the Hepworth and the Thatcher Building with pretty things. Those passing may notice some interesting rearrangments of the laundry sign, although people may have got to it by now.

I will now stop spodding and get some sleep. Honest.