I am writing this from a PC study carrel in the library. I paid £2 for it. I have been in here for 2 and a half hours. I am beginning to go slightly mad from the sound of my constantly tapping fingers and my incessant glaring onto a white screen. Someone help me.
Hopefully my madness is only temporary. I shall be leaving at around 6:30pm in order to go to flat 20 and eat curry, drink and talk Philosophy. Again. Hence the title of this post. I imagine that curry and alcohol can be a rather dangerous mix so I must remember not to drink too much. I wonder what I will have? I haven't had curry in such a long time. At home I always get something made with Quorn, as I am from a family of vegetarians, but I guess I don't have to do that here. Mmm. Chicken Tikka Masala sounds pretty good right now. Yummy. Or perhaps I'll go for a madras if I'm feeling venturous.
I am no wimp when it comes to spice. I can take the XXX peri-peri at Nando's and only need minimal amounts of water. Sometimes it can be too spicy though, can't it? There ends up being no flavour to your food.
I am quite aware that I am talking complete bollocks right now (Sorry Mum) so I am going to stop and actually do what I came here to do. And that was to write my Literature essays which are due on Thursday; I have done around 400 of one and 200 of another. They have to be 1500 words long.
I'd better get a wriggle on.
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