I've had 5 hours sleep.......so this probably won't make much sense (mind you, those that know me will say that that is nothing new)

Had yet another riotous night on the town with Stu, Katie, Mike, Steve, Will, John, Sion and Sinead. In order to keep it succinct, in bullet form, we learnt.....:

Strawberry and pear cider rocks
I can destroy a sandwich board sign with my arse (but that's a story for another day...)
Stu looks like Ron Weasley and Will looks like Luke Kook
I have a generic accent apparently, according to Stu


We then proceeded to tell a string of wholly inappropriate string of jokes before seeing Mike home and going home ourselves. On the way Stu tried to steal a sandbag. I tried to help him but after a while realised that I was carrying it solo, and decided i couldn't be bothered carrying it between Wetherspoons and Morrsion's, so I left it propped against a lamp-post. Cue much light-hearted telling off, because everyone wanted the sandbag but no-one wanted to carry it....Steve dubed it 'the worst drunken prank ever'.

And what of usual Uni life? Our economics class has gone from over 100 to 23 yesterday morning.......a case of good subject, bad tutor.

Erm, I've kinda run out of things t say. I'm currently reading some offensove jokes ready for next time, so I shall bid you farewell