Today, I did nothing. Apart from sleep for a ridiculously long time, not wanting to get up after the night before. I opted not to go to university - I mean really, what's the point going for one hour, having to walk for an hour and twenty minutes? I'd not have learned anything anyway. I'll copy Neil's notes. Yes, one of my university chums actually has a name. Don't you find it exciting?

Yesterday was pretty much the same script - an hour's worth of university classes, compounded with over an hour of walking to and from the university. The reason I went yesterday was due to the fact I was working in town anyway, and the lecture I was in made about as much impact on me as the DJ Shadow gig at the Barrowlands the previous week. In other words, I'd have been better off not going.

So, work. 5-10.30pm, full of mad, mad customers. 20% off everything (apart from our media products), you see. Some people are just totally ignorant. They think they're getting a bargain, so they lose all sense of decency and become blood-thirsty vultures, no humanity within them. A woman ended up getting 32.5% off a home cinema system that she wasn't entitled to (should only have been 10%, but some idiot gave her an additional 25% off. If you think that should add up to 35% rather than 32.5%, stick your hand up, and I'll shoot you.), and so she bought another one. Which was ok, but she was annoyed she had to put her back seat down in order for the two systems to fit in the car. Honestly! Bloody fool.

Yes, so, taking advantage of the 20% off everything offer, I bought "Grand Theft Auto: Vice City". I got that for 72% of it's original price (same deal, 20% off the game, 10% off for staff discount - if you are still confused by the mathematics, see me after class), which was quite a good deal - £28.79. It's the bee's knees, I tells ya.

I was in a pissy mood yesterday at work, and I still am to an extent. I don't know why. I'm worse than a heavily pregnant woman, although I weigh somewhere in the region of between three and nine times less, I'd imagine. And I don't have anything kicking inside me. Except for a burning desire for lerv. Ho ho!

So, have a good weekend. I know I won't.