Not eating

is a bad idea. I'm sure many of you already knew this, but it seems to have taken me until today to decide that it's true. It puts you in a really sour mood.

Speaking of which, I think I may have some sort of aversion to soya. I tried drinking some soya milk, thought 'it tastes alright, actually', and then gagged. Very odd.

I have one of Matt's curtains in front of me. Just so you know.

The reason for that is simple: Matt brought one of his curtains round to mine and left it by accident.

He brought it so that we could play Warhammer. It was essentially me against Andy and Matt. Jason was supposed to be on my team, but he doesn't really know how to play and didn't really like it, so I was essentially controlling both armies. Matt and Andy ended up sleeping over [partly because the game ended up lasting twelve hours]. 'Twas good fun.

Yesterday morning I had my further maths exam. I panicked at the first question, which can't've been good. Ah well, be reet. I may have done well.

That'll do. Adieu.