THIS has been a week in which I sat in a group meeting with our project tutor, to have him in mid-conversation come out with: "…today I was having a drink with my colleagues, and we got onto the sex lives of Parrots…". Even me with my random mind couldn't work out the link between 3rd Generation mobile phones and the sex lives of Parrots. But who knows, if the link was known then maybe the world would be a different place!
  I notice from the ents planner, that Steve Lamacq will be playing the Union again. Two notes about this: 1) if you don't like Blur's "Song 2", then you're going to get it twice, and 2) for all you Nirvana fans, come up to the main dance floor about 10 minutes before he leaves - as "Smells like teen spirit" will be played.
  RANDOM thought: I've been wondering if I should perhaps have paid my student loan cheque into NTL's bank account? It would have saved time.
  RIGHT then….about wasps! I don't know who employs them, but there seems to be someone sending wasps to come and spy on me through my window! The day after I moved in I noticed a wasp hovering outside my window. I looked at him, and he flew off. Then a few hours later I saw another one. And a bit later, another one! They keep doing this, and I've been here the last 3 weeks! It's getting to the point where next time, I will capture it and interrogate it to find out who his master is!! Grrrr!!
  FOR those of you around Rawson and Wells that can hear me singing and playing piano, you will be relieved to hear that although I totally lost my voice after FNO and CAGL, I am rapidly regaining my vocal chords, and shall be back on top form by the time you read this!

  TIME check: 23.42, Sunday 29th September, according to my computer, which you can normally rely on to be at least 5 minutes out. For the last week I have vowed to myself that I'll start writing Rawson's Creek at least two days before the deadline, but alas, life has caught up with me. I've just returned from a weekly Roast Dinner Date with some friends, which is rotated around each person's kitchen each week - I'm slightly worried about when my turn comes around, being the only vegetarian in the group!
  TODAY I investigated the wonders of Quorn Vegetarian Steak, which was surprisingly realistic (even my carnivorous friends were impressed) and next week I'm even going to produce vegetarian gravy! Tonight's dinner, however, was rudely interrupted by the arrival of a guy from an unnamed nightclub in town. He insisted upon plastering the front door with posters and stickers from the aforementioned club, before being 'escorted from the campus' by a certain disgruntled sabbatical officer.
  THIS week's been as crazy, if not more so, than the previous two. Our floor went from 4 to 14 people in the space of a few hours last Sunday, and life has certainly picked up pace since then. Our Freshers have provided their fair share of gossip, from Chris 'I don't drink, honest' (who is rivalling fellow final year Neil in the alcoholic stakes) to Andy 'two girls in his room on the first night' - though it wasn't quite so impressive when we found out that they were, in fact, his sister and her friend!
  IT'S definitely been the most eventful first three weeks of term since I started University - roast dinners, coke bottle rocket launches, anti advertising campaigns, Moulin Rouge, handcuffs, remote control cars, MaD Attacks in the amphitheatre, and of course numerous 'back to mine for toast?' Union nights. It's going to be a good one, I can feel it……