Well, for some unknown reason, I keep saying that I have to get so drunk I throw up at university. I guess that speaks volumes about the kind of (unproductive) person I am. At the moment I am "off the drink", which is my training for the 12k in Scotland on Saturday, which I am shitting it for. What does "off the drink" mean? It means that the first two days are alcohol free, I have a pint a day for three days, and then two pints, and then today I wake up with the worst hangover I've had in a long time. Which is confusing, as I didn't actually drink that much, bar the absinthe. Maybe I really am getting old.
On that note, it's been about 2 weeks now since I woke up in the middle of the night. At first I loved it, and I still do, but now I am starting to wonder what's changed? I thought you were supposed to sleep worse as you get older? Maybe I am just loving my life right now. I'll go with that for now. Even though I am horrificly poor and already feel behind in this semester. That is partly because I have had to drop Environmental Conservation and Introduction to Law in favour for Maps & Map Making, because both were unbearably irrelevant and shit. Especially Law. I rarely meet a Law student who isn't full of shit. So, there is an assessment in week 3 for Maps, and I wouldn't have gone to a class. Oh dear. On the plus side, having 2 classes on Friday means Wednesday and Thursday off. Which would be ideal for a job, if I found one that
a) takes me on
b) isn't Kedleston Road chippy.
Ok, off to running practice. My legs are stiff already. Fuck. I just want to note that yesterday I picked up my guitar and tried to play "Warbrain" by Alkaline Trio and got really down at how bad I am at playing and singing. Especially when done together. Today I feel a little better because my guitar is now in tune and I dropped the singing.
The title for this blog is in reference to one of the best songs of all time. Fact.
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