Last night was good but nothing extraordinary. Probably one of the most memorable parts of it was Irish Johnny's face when I bought him Echos tequila. In retrospect I think this may have been a little evil, but at the time it seemed a sensible repayment option on the last bottle of 'XXXX'.

Apart from that there is no reason to talk about yesterday, and so I find myself rounding on the events of today. I managed to arrange with Rosie a meet up to discuss coursework (yes, it is a Sunday, but no, us IDT students are hardcore) and at about 1pm we descended upon the Kingfisher estate (Jim, Lianne, Mario and myself). After four hours of constant design related activity I walked home and collapsed in front of the TV. This sort of thing is exhausting, although we did manage to arrange a 'field trip' tomorrow down to Brum. As part of the project we have to observe people in a non-stalker sense of the word and so we thought that it would be most appropriate to go and terrorise the locals of a city far enough away that it would be exciting, but close enough that we wouldn't have to pay through the nose for petrol.

We had our weekly house meeting and I finally got us to head outside for the Official House Photo(s). I came back with a really good selection of photos and we've picked this one to be made into a 8' x 5' poster for our front room. We're also having a party very soon. More details to follow.