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

I've just finished my 1st uni exam. Task: construct a balance sheet and a profit and loss account. I'd done it A-Level, so it wasn't too difficult, but probelms with the balance sheet meant that my calculations were always 34,000 out, until I realised that 'Cash in Bank' is a 'Current Asset' and not a part of the 'Financed by' calculation.....d'oh!!! Anyways, it now balances and all is well.

The weekend went pretty damn well. ~XerxesTUUL was up so a gang of us, comprising him, myself, ~pink-chicken, dewi, and a few others started off at the menai before proceeding to ~spikyanimal's halls for a kitchen party (surprisingly a party in a kitchen), nominally being hosted by Stu and his (Strokes-loving other half) Katie. Much hilarity ensued, including drinking games.....and drinking......and games....

We ended up back at the pub eventually, and got a taxi home. It ended up with me getting home at some stupid hour (sometime after 2), and not getting much sleep. This in turn resulted in me doing a 6 hour work shift on 3 hours sleep and a hangover, and not a mistake n sight.....!!!

So yeah, yesterday was pretty mediocre, and therefore no news to report. Catch y'all later

Well, readers, here I am in the city of London.....OK, not really, but other people are and I thought I'd get into the spirit........

Many things have happened since my last journal. Most importantly, I bought:

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It arrived on Wednesday, only for me to discover a fatal flaw. Put in the CD for the media software, it said it needed WMP10. No worries, it's included in the package. Tried to instal WMP10, it said I needed the XP service packs. I have a cracked version of Xp which means I can't get service packs, so the computer has now been sent away to have crappy illegal XP removed, and shiny new legit XP and service packs. Should get it back today all things being well, £55 poorer but with a world of possibilities at my fingertips.

On Halloween I went straight from work to Academi to meet Alys & Co., but when I got there the queue was massive to get in, and ALys & Co. had already gone in, so I wlaked back to the car and had my hand on the doorhandle when Alys phoned to say she had lost the '& Co' part of the equation. So I ended up going back there to help ALys try and find '& Co.', failed spectacularly, dropped her off back to her halls and went home. Rock 'n' Rol, huh?!

I've also discovered the wonders of Morrison's Pie SHop - mmmmmm......Peppered Steak pasty!!!

I really ought to start my Management essay (title: "People only go to work for the money - discuss and use motivational theories where necessary') - 2000 words in 3 weeks. Game on!!! I also have a Plagarism essay (1000 words) in in 2 weeks time, and a finance test next Tuesday - it really is GO,GO,GO (as Murray Walker would say!!!).

TTFN!!!

Wow - 1,000 pv's - not bad for someone who has only posted 4 deviations since April. Although quite how many have been myself I don't know.

Anyway, it's been over a month (yes, MONTH) since my last journal. And there's :undividual: getting in a strach because she hasn't posted in a week.......

Uni is now settling down nicely. Without doubt the most boring subject is Economics. A case of interesting subject, crap lecturer, to the degreee that I am now skipping the lecture as a trial to see if I actually learn more from going through the textbook myself. Yesterday, myself and Gruff started playing hangman in Economics, the phrases including 'boring twat', 'pointless lecture', 'same suit every day' and 'worst lecturer ever'.

Ther Business/Management lecturer is really good though. I suspect that if you HATED business and management he would still engage you. He also has thus habit of sprinitng down the steps at the side of the lecture theatre as his grand entrance, which, considering he's probably nearly 60, and this is 9 in the morning, is pretty damn amusing (not to mention impressive).

Any more nights of unadulterated debauchery? No, in a word. I have been out since, but i've nearly always had the car/gone straight from work, so the possiblity of drinking has quickly gone out of the window. I've met some people off UniVillage (myspace for Univeristy students) which is good. They have come to the conclusion that I am their uncle - not "uncle", but actually their Uncle. There is a background explanation to it but it's somewhat laborious so I won't go into that here.

But surely the most exciting news is that HMV opens today - yay!!! And the HMV dog is going to be there - double yay!!! My bank balance won't know what hit it, because, as anyone will tell you, i am addicted to cd's (only good ones, mind). I'm going to see if Johnny Borell will come with me (not THE Johnny Borrell obviously, but rather a girl who bears a striking resemblance to him) to go visit.

Other than that, life is pretty good. I better go and do some economics work (it's so boring I haven't turned up and shall instead conduct my own research!!!). Expect an update later detailing my adventures in HMV.

Toodles!!!

UPDATE!!! Johnny Borell was being a bitch, and my Univillage posse were otherwise engaged, so I NEARLY went to HMV on my own. But, as luck would have it, :devcletes: and *undividual returned in the car just as I was putting stuff in mine.

So, while *celtes went off to a lecture, I had the (dis)pleasure of going shopping with *undividual, who proceeded to march up and down the HMV aisles like someone had shoved a rocket up her arse and lit the afterburner, meaning I couldn't look at what I wanted to. She then said loudly, when we were right next to a member of staff "They're lacking in their Metal and Dance departments. i don't think they should sell DVD's - it's a music store" - the look confusion on the poor lackey's face said it all......

I then branded the girl an 'embarassment' before we parted ways and I went and bought Westway To the World (legendary Clash documentary), (Strokes Guitarist) Albert Hammond Jnr's new album, and 2 libertines EP's (thereby completing a sudden EXPLOSION in Libertines interest). While it may seem like I've dissed *undividual a lot, I'd like to back it up by saying that it was good to see her, and may we have many more (slightly less hectic) shopping sprees!!!

My Fresher's week at Bangor got off to a rocking start. We started off by going to a 'Wine Evening' at the Business faculty. It started off in a really surreal fashion. I walked in and sat on a table in a T-shirt and SHORT shorts was one of my proffessor's, who is of Eastern European origin. The conversation went along the lines of

Him: "Hello - I know you from the open day" (we'd had a really long conversation and got on like a house on fire)
Me: "Oh yeah. You're the quantatative methods proffessor aren't you?"
Him "Exactly!!!" *big grin*
Me: "Is this your usual teaching attire?"
Him: "*much laughter* - sometimes "

It turned out he'd just been playing tennis.

So anyway, I took the brave step of pulling up a cahir and just saying to a group of people "mind if I join you?". They obliged, and I soon immersed myself into the realms of the Bala Welshies. They were really nice, and after a while we decided to leave the Wine Evening and hit the pubs.

After a brief sojourn to JMJ (the Welsh halls) to pick up some more people (where I described our exit from the wine evening as a 'f****n' jailbreak', to some amusement), we hit the pubs. May I add that I'd been speaking Welsh pretty much the whole time and would continue to for the whole night.

During the course of the evening I consumed 1 JD & Coke, one Toffoc and Coke, 1 Apple shot and 3 pints of Cheeky Vimto (Port and WKD mixed). I vaguely remember telling my repertoire of un-PC jokes (which the likes of *undividual and *celtes have already heard), doing some gratuitous crothc-thrusting to Beat it by Michael Jackson and various other little 'incidents'. My new friends paid for a taxi for me, and I got home safely.

But things were only just getting interesting. We have come to the conclusion that I must have slept sat upright on my bed for an hour, before i started to throw up, and I would continue to for the next 2 hours. I managed to confine it to the bathroom sink thankfully. Dad saw out the incident with me, and apparently I threatened to phone Mick Jones, Topper Headon and Paul Simonon from the Clash to prove how much 'of a twat' their Manager, Bernie Rhodes was. Dad decided maybe it would be best if I didn't have my phone in case I decded to call someone (it was 2am), so my phone got confsicated. I then preceded to lecture dad about the Lamberettas (early 1980's new wave group), before eventually stopping spewing long enough to consder going to bed. After many apologies this morning all was forgiven and I went to my 1st day at uni (uneventful).

....Except that when I came home I dsocvered that Dad, as a mark of posterity, had taken some digital photos of me in my state, and prints of said incident were now stuck to various items of furniture in my room with captions. Nice!!!

All in all, a great night (apart from the spewing), long may it continue!!!