Dear Lecturer,
Using a rhotic 'rrrr' in your speech does not make you sound more authoritative.
Dear Guy who screwed me around with the book project,
Don't ask me to do another book for you. You couldn't pay me enough.
Dear tutlings,
Don't say you couldn't find your reader this weekend to do the homework when I saw you on the floor of the beer tent on Saturday afternoon. I don't blame you, but don't lie.

Came across a new game on Saturday night. As the formal dinner became a bit boring, I joined up with some guys playing with the cheese and biscuits platter after dessert. It's basically fives alive - but be the last to lose and your punishment is a knife of blue cheese (gross) and a lemon smusched in your eye.
I got lemoned four times, twice in each eye.

Good times.

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