Mediterranean?

Despite my knackeredness and a gentle suggestion that I should really go to bed, I have decided to attempt a post for today.
So yes. Um.
Well yesterday the boy came round and we were nice and almost chaste together on the bed (with the possible exception of the removal of socks) until suddenly at midnight, while I was comfortably curled upon his shoulder, the fire alarm went off. We dragged ourselves downstairs to find that someone had set one off - whether accidentally or on purpose remains a mystery. Suffice it to say that, though I technically live in a girl's college, he wasn't the only male specimen to issue forth from the hall! Rather amusing. He was also the only one who didn't look uncomfortably like he'd just been caught with his trousers down.

Anyway, on to today. I read an article on the collapse of the `Abbasid empire, I noted with glee that the library is now open for longer hours thanks to exams, I went to Ed's picnic and met lots of wonderful random people and we made putty models of half-owl half-walrus type beings with bits added on. We also played with Ed's vibraslap (a Valentine's present - 'The way to a man's heart is through his vibraslap!') and discovered it was better when hit with a banana ('It works better when you use a banana!' 'Let me try.....Ooh, you're right, it does work better!')

Then was Dr Who time, and I love K9. He is the cutest.

Then time for the Bus revue, which was muchly funny. I discovered that I had in fact met Michael the Musical Monkey before the Annual Dinner last term - I was at a Northern Food Party in summer last year, where there were mushy peas. Michael came along in a green shirt - pea green in fact. It was so strikingly green that someone remarked that he had just the right shirt for a mushy pea party. Alice then chipped in with, 'Yes, Michael, may I compliment you on your pea-ness? Why are you laughing.....oh. OH!'

Kim and I went to get chips after the show, and we were giggling an awful lot ('It's like being drunk only without the alcohol and slightly more verticality') and I was trying to tell her a story about Magdalene College's vegetarian food. The conversation went thus:

'At one point, they had such an inadequate mediterranean budget that.....did I just say mediterranean?'
'Yes you did!'
'Why the hell did I say mediterranean?'
'I don't know!'
'It must have been written down somewhere and I read it out loud by mistake. Hmm, can't see it. Ah well, anyway. Story. So they had such an inadequate mediterranean.....I've done it again! I've said bloody mediterranean again! What the hell is wrong with me?'

So yeah. Um. That was my day. And as the boy wouldn't let me go to the party this evening (suggesting instead that I get some sleep) I shall drag myself off to bed! Good night! xxx