Well Wednesday I couldn't stop singing "Pray" by Take That all day and Thursday's song was "I'm going back, back, back to school again" - à la Grease 2 and today. I haven't got a song yet for today, but I'm sure I'll have one by the end of the day. You know when you start singing something in your head and you just can't get rid of it!! I have to blame Simon Mayo for making me listen to Take That though.
Loads of these black insecty things with really clingy legs seem to be appearing on my windowsill. They're not like the baby wasps, but there were also a couple of dead adult wasps. Hope it's not some new bread come to invade my bedroom.
Went back to Uni on Thursday night. They wouldn't let me have a student union card cos I forgot my student ID and they're really really picky about these things - these undergraduate punks - who do they think they are? We've got to do a project for our final year. I'm probably going to wind up trying to sort out how us project managers work and sort out a new systemy thing for us. It's got to be all our own work, so I'd better try to remember what it was they taught us over the last 2 years - actually I can't remember a thing - thank goodness for notes hey? It's really wierd, there's so few of us part timers on the course now - so many people have dropped out. The only people I knew were Jason, Gurpal and Jamila. And there were only about 12 of us in total.
Monday's salsa/mamboing went well. Going again next week - swinging our hips and stuff.
Everyone at work has been suffering from hangovers today, so paracetamol and resolve has been passed around - they all went out drinking/dancing etc and are a little worse for wear/ware/where. I want to go - sounds like I missed a good night. But I had Uni and projects and paying out lots of money to do the course stuff to do.
Off to Dave's tonight. We're going to see Miss Saigon tomorrow night and then off for diner at the Rock Garden in Covent Garden and if he's recovered from his headache, I'm going to drag him dancing somewhere. I haven't had a good boogie for ages - no one's getting married in the near future - wedding discos are the best - you can get as nostalgic as you want and they always play Come on Eillen to jump around to.
Time for me to go me thinks. I've just impressed Sarah by bullying one of our reviewers into doing his reviews properly, so I'll have to have another week of being tough on my authors and reviewers next week - especially the one who hasn't submitted anything for the last god knows how long, but keeps promising that it's ready.
