(as usual, these didn’t include writing intelligent blog posts)
I planned to get up early today, and do many things: learn some Old English noun endings, read Donald Barthelme’s wonderful Sixty Stories, buy a birthday present for a friend, read Frederick Douglass and cook actual food this evening, all before heading off to pre-drinks and a gay club because I’m not gay, don’t drink and hate dancing.
But instead, I got up at three in the afternoon, have eaten my body weight in toast, and bought a pair of trackies from Sports Direct for the extortionate price of ten quid. Ten quid (I remember when I got three pairs for a fiver – those were the days)!
And now I’m too tired to write anything more substantial, have done nothing today worth writing about, and will definitely spend the next two hours playing Divinity: Original Sin, an excellent narrative-driven RPG you can pick up off Steam for about twenty pounds, by myself and eating Wotzits.
Oh the glamorous life of a student.