Failed at blogging yesterday as I inadvertently got quite drunk. Soz, all. Didn't do an awful lot during the day, as I recall, so not much lost. In brief summary - I spent the morning busy-bee-ing away with Gaius Caligula (remember him? He's the one that is supposed to have made a horse a senator) but he didn't survive past his 5th year as Emperor so not long after lunch I was all finished with him. I desperately tried to force myself to do something else but just couldn't, what with the sunshine and the boredom and everything else. So I faffed around for a while, went window shopping and chatted to people on the quad. Chris Probert (head porter) gave me a Wilberforce Academy (they're the Christian Concern umbrella group) programme for their stay. One of their talks was called 'Facing the Challenge of Islam'. I mean, really. I made fajitas with Michael in the JCR kitchen in the evening which was grand. I <3 Michael. I think people can rarely be bothered to see past the madnosity but he's such a love. And mad as a sackful of badgers, obvs.
Leila and I went to the pub in the evening to join in with Chris' birthday drinks. I hadn't intended to drink much or stay late (after all, I'm only getting poorer and the library is a demanding mistress) but unfortunately I failed on both counts. People just kept buying me drinks! It was great. I'm not sure why I agreed to go to the Purple Turtle as well and disgrace myself at table football, but I did. Chris looked a bit peaky by the time we left, bless. I don't think the Sambuca shots helped. Didn't get to bed til 2am, so I thought I'd do the sensible thing and not set an alarm - but of course, woke up at 8am feeling rather the worse for wear.
Powered through the morning feeling a bit sorry for myself but managed to hold out until the hangover cleared up around lunchtime. Ate in the Fellows' Garden with Jess and CC, because CC is going on holiday tomorrow and I am off home tomorrow too. Judging by how ill Jess has been for the last few days I think she might go home as well, though that wasn't her plan. Saw Ella at lunchtime, too - Mods results came out today. All the 2nd years did fine; Ella was obviously miffed because she'd just missed out on a first. She told me she had quoted me (I gave her my revision notes) in one of her papers and I wasn't sure if she was joking or not...
Devoted this afternoon to Claudius but couldn't make myself reread two books of Tacitus, so I had dinner and watched an episode of I, Claudius instead. Aaand then I watched another one. SO GOOD. I have also packed a rather hefty bag of stuff to take home tomorrow. I'm sooooo excited about having some time off. HOORAY!
Next time I communicate with you it will be from the flatlands of East Anglia. Cambridge is calling. Over and out.
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