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I think I'll go off to the shop and get some junk food. Nothing extravagant, just something to eat. Or I may just starve. Either option is better than going downstairs right now. See, there are lots of people in the house, just sitting there. I don't get it, I really don't - what's the purpose of everybody inviting their friends over to... um... sit in our living room and watch TV. I mean I'm sorry, maybe I'm missing something, but it doesn't seem all that... well... fun.

Ugh, I have to learn to play Tool bass for a couple of our band's songs...

Hmm, where did that tangent come from? I wasn't talking about that. I was talking about going downstairs. Yeah, I dunno why, I just feel really uncomfortable being down there with all these other people there. Which is odd, since I get on with Claire's Claire (as opposed to Claire), Jen and Ben... And I more or less get on with my flatmates. There's just something I find awkward about being down there with them all.

Plus, the kitchen is a f'ing tip, it really is. It needs to be nuked or something. Fiver says Jimbo blames it on me, despite my absence over the last little while. Right now, all I want to do is hop on another train back to Essex. But not long - Friday is only the day after tomorrow. Then spending Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday with Mel, hopefully... Although that's not all in one continuous block - I'm actually not missing any lectures. Yes, my timetable is just THAT good that I can pull this off :o)

So yes, anyway, plus, I don't want to go down there and have them have a go about the bass playing. Or maybe I will, and I'll just blast them. Or just ask politely about the volume levels :o)


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