Tuesday, May 4
So today was to be the exam. It didn't start well, it was raining heavily and I couldn't wear my coat, as I washed it over the weekend and forgot to take a tissue out of the pocket. Thinking about tissues which have been washed makes me feel sick, let alone touching it, so the coat is in quarantine. Aimed with my increasingly less trusty umbrella, I set off for college and made it there for around quarter to nine, glad to see I was early as I had planned on. I was met by 3 of my classmates who told me the exam had been cancelled due to the tutor and something to do with a train. Lots of swearing later, and after having conversed with other classmates, the story goes as follows. Some time around half past 8 this morning, someone decided it would be a good idea to jump in front of a train from Skipton to Leeds. And made a bit of a mess. All following trains were cancelled or seriously delayed or rerouted, meaning our tutor couldn't catch his train in as usual. He rang to say he was going to go home, collect his car and then drive in. He finally arrived around 10am, by which time many people had already gone home. We decided to rearrange the exam for next week and we were free to do as we wished, preferably something academic. I went shopping.
One pair of curtains, a sweetcorn and potato pie, a set of photographs and large amounts of salad later, I caught the bus home. The rain had paused whilst I was in town, but it restarted just as I left bus, and it came back with a vengeance. I was extremely grateful to get in my warm house, to put on some drier clothes and so on. And to eat some cereal.
And finally, from one of Rory's acquaintances on IRC:
ohm: damn
ohm: FUCK
ohm: DAMN
ohm: i was just in an AIM convo with a chick, and my grandmother's window pops up
ohm: FUCK
ohm: i go like this to her
ohm: "i want to suck on your clit"
ohm: FUCK
14:31
