I have been replaced. Sad day. No longer does my link sit tightly, comfortably, proudly on Guilford's main page, instead a few clicks must be installed and programmed into your muscle memory to take you to the student blog page off of admissions. Hopefully you will follow me over there as I am surrounded by other bloggers, it actually has my picture up now, I guess that is pretty sweet. Hmph. Wednesday morning, woke up sweating, no new thing, the heat keeps getting turned up in the middle of the night, not good. Ready for my internship today, not quite sure what I will be doing, probably just getting ready for the AGM tomorrow night, and fixing up for the party!
I SAW EDDIE IZZARD. I know I know, be jealous, it is okay, I won't judge you. He made me laugh. Shauna had extra tickets so I joined her. We had dinner at the Sherlock Holmes Pub, then took the Thames Clipper over to the O2. Really cool to see London at night along the river. I will miss that. The lights, the architecture, the blackness of the water, but everything just seemed so crisp. The fresh air was nice, especially with the bottle of champagne we enjoyed drinking (Shauna paid for flutes, but they handed her the whole bottle instead...who is going to say no to that?). The O2 is massive, thousands of people, and Shauna had purchased tickets that were right in the front, like 13 rows back, on the floor, crazy close. I enjoyed him a lot. Didn't quite know what to expect, but I did chuckle quite a bit.
Thankfully my class got canceled yesterday morning, so I could take it easy after a fun night out. Wrote some more of a paper, 2/3 done. Heck yes. Waltina and I ended up going to the Trafalger, because we were bored. We had some interesting conversations, flat life, ad ten it switched to QLSP. We sort of debated it's presence, meaning, purpose, political position. Interesting conversation to have with someone not part of QLSP. He thinks we are a mystery, I don't blame him because we struggle defining our own identity. Something we are working on. He can think of it as a cult, or a frat, or some exclusive group, but I love it, and don't think it is any of those, well, perhaps a little exclusive in the way that you have to apply, but you don't have to be Quaker, I would be the case in point there.
All right, I really need to finish getting ready, I had just noticed that my blogging fame moved locations and I thought I would lead you all to the correct new home. Thank you for your support. Have fantastic days, smile.
be well dear ones
