work

yesterday was my last day off work before christmas day. i wanted things to be like that: i need the extra money! for the next two weeks i will be working straight, so i can hopefully go off somewhere in the spring.
my last day off started slowly with me in bed watching stupid films. then i went into uni. i had great plans to go to the library, but i ran into zbek at the enterence and we ended up going for coffee. i told him the story about my supervisors and he said that, actually, he wasnt too surprised, he said he could completely imagine them doing something like that. we had a chat for an hour or so, then i resolved to really go to the library....but just as i got down the steps leading into it, i ran into uilliem....which led to another long conversation, and by the time that finished it was already after 5 and i had to leave to meet paul who was in london for an exciting day at the public record office. he was frustrated: he had spent several hours going through the documents of a double agent, and everything seemed to be backing up his beliefs....until he got to the very last paragraph, where the spies british handlers note that everything in the previous few hundred pages was rubbish, and largely fabricated. the guy was a fake. so paul was annoyed that he had wasted so much time on. we headed for a chinese restaurant to moan about our dissertations and two bottles of wine later we moved on to a bar in convent garden with a completely cool interior, but too many people. paul insisted on buying vodka cocktails.....oi my poor liver.....but it is always good to be with friends, regardless of the damage to your internal organs!