I like being bought stuff. :-)

Am going shopping for more uni stuff. The weirdest things, like a fold-out laundry bag and pans and coathangers and god-knows-what-else are appearing at the bottom of my bed. However I'm planning on buying the REALLY essential stuff - ie. posters, pillows, stuff to hang up etc etc. Because if my room doesn't look like Aladdin's cave - or uh, perhaps Aladdin's junk shop depending on your view - within two days, it ain't my room.

Have started reading Tales From the Thousand and One Nights and it's good, if a little odd at times. :-) Shahrazad rockith muchly.

I keep remembering all these millions of things I have to do. I still have to reply to letters from about a month ago. *shame* Tennis slash also beckons and working this week is looking less and less fun with every extra thing I remember I have to do. *sigh*

Think I need another month off. >_<

*is trying her damndest to be useful*

Saw a snippet of Olympic individual jumping this morning and was so *impressed*. The horses practically had wings - I didn't realise how small the eventing show jump fences looked until I saw the new ones today. Was much pleased to hear the finals are on Friday when I might actually be able to watch them.

Time to go get dressed and spend some money I suppose. *mock sigh* Such a hard life.

"Nac mac Feegle wha hae!"

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Yes, this post was solely to use that subject line. :-)