11:26 a.m. - Thursday, Feb. 26, 2004
Life blahblah Goes blah blah On
Ulk. Life still smells a bit like a mouldy banana. Everything is very sticky and hard to wade through. At the moment all I can do is keep myself clean, and clothed, and fed, and I am meant to be attending some 15 hours of classes and doing about 10 assorted projects/assignments alongside it. University is definately not the easy way out so many think it is.

Bob is just as busy, and stressed. This means I don't get to see him much, and when I do he is distracted. He has just arrived now, and I am all of a flummox. I miss my comforting cuddles and hugs.

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Hmp. I just had a nice cuddle but had to accept Bob peering over my shoulder to see how our friend Ginge was doing on his computer game. He has promised me some proper time this weekend though. And fajitas tonight. I love him so much, I am fed up of all this work and stress and stuff.

The only post at my house this morning was for my mice. Things come to a pretty pass when your pets get more post than you do. It was a postcard of a woodmouse from Murphy, the woodmouse who lives in our rockery at home. I propped it against their bars and both mice came out to inspect it. Martha watched some of ER and Grand Designs last night with me. She is such a cutie, wandering around for a bit before settling down on my shoulder. She was out for half an hour and did only two poos and no wees at all. Do not listen to people who say mice have no control over their toilet habits. Now my girls are comfortable with me they are very careful not to use me as a toilet too much. They still wee on Mia though. Hee hee.

I hate feeling all sad and lonely like this. Plus, my period has been playing silly buggers. I had two days of spotting Monday/Tuesday and my period isn't due for another week. Knowing far too much about fertility as I do, I have a great big IMPLANTAT1ON BLEED sign flashing in my head. Though what would be implanting, I'm not sure. I will be glad when my red train starts a'comin this month though ~(phrase courtesy of Robert).

I can smell shepherds pie. Surely this is not normal in an engineering computer lab?? It clashes badly with the mint I'm eating too.

Well, I'd better go and research the 2000 word essay about the Hydr0gen blahblah Econ0my blahblah.

Love,

the tired and fed up red shoe student

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