the REAL day 28
today i assassinated dave and took their place at the head of the social forums table. i thought it seemed like a fair and even response for trying to usurp my sphere of influence. from now on i am to be addressed as "supreme smogon overlord BIG ASHLEY, o hear her name and tremble". so, uh. get practising that.
the most interesting thing that happened today was that i saw a child wearing a suit jacket, bow tie, and mortarboard in george square. teachers really are getting younger, eh? eh?
think that's the first actual joke i've put in this. shame it wasn't very good.
had a bit of a comedy moment when i went to sit in george square gardens (library was full of students - the bastards!) to read a medieval poem like the sesh legend i am. sat on a bench i have used before, only to discover that since my last visit a fortnight ago it has got woodworm or been kicked in by some youths or something. i didn't quite fall through (that would have been a little bit too slapstick, i fear), but it was very clearly not structurally sound so i scurried off to a different bench.
following this, i just kind of wandered around town for a bit. usually it's at least vaguely enjoyable to plug into some tunes or a podcast and pound the mean streets of edin, but there was just no joy in it today - perhaps because the weight of the deadlines barrelling towards me was weighing down a bit (i've so nearly got through this without saying the e-word... can it be done?). it's not my fault i couldn't do any work, though. blame the fuds in the library...
i wonder if the english department staff will accept that excuse...?