The business end of semester.

I have five things to do before the week is out for uni:

1. My section of the report for our experimental physics project on the Mössbauer effect;
2. My part of the presentation for the aforementioned project (on the nuclear Zeeman effect), to be given tomorrow afternoon;
3. An assignment for special relativity;
4. An assignment for quantum physics; and
5. Two lab reports for organic chemistry.

In classic style, I'm procrastinating. It hasn't all been pointless though. My hapless distractions have had me ducking and weaving through articles on Wikipedia. I'll tell you what, it might not be classed as a peer-reviewed resource but when you're having a mental blank, it's excellent.

And how much of a horse's cock is John Howard being? (Getting in early, so I will/won't be convicted for sedition).

Amongst other happenings, Mattymoo is now a barcode babe at a supermarket which happens to be my local. And speaking of whom, I haven't seen him for a while, which is a shame. Apparently he wants an actual relationship with the girl that he was diddling. Ah well, too bad she has a boyfriend now.

Also, more inquiries from Pat about my sex life. See, last night he managed to bed an older woman (something he seems to do quite often) and turned up at uni with only a few winks, as opposed to the full forty. It was cute, the way he kept falling asleep during lectures. Anyway, lunchtime discussion lead to questions about the oldest people we'd slept with. Of course, I didn't go into any details, but I made mention of the almost-forgotten flyboy Dave from way back when I was seventeen; he was twenty-three. Gosh, how could I forget him?

So now that his manly 'hunger' has been catered for, I suppose it kills those thoughts in my mind of him as the horny straight lad desperate to stick it somewhere. Yes, it's been a long time for me too.


Listening to:
Title: Isn't She Lovely
Artist: Stevie Wonder
Album/station: Evenings with James O'Loghlin / ABC 702 Sydney
Length: -.--