Pilgrim-Stan

I have been at uni now for a month. It's pretty cool. That is all.

I love the word 'devious'. I also love the summer holidays. Lovely times, various friends, illicit substances and so on, it's all good. It's been about two weeks now, (or maybe three? I've actually lost track of the everything, if it wasn't for the date in the top corner of my monitor I wouldn't know the day half the time) and I've managed to pack in enough activities to fill an average holiday, but since this is the big one, the one directly before I have to move to a terrifying place of higher learning on the other side of the country, I've decided to make it worthwhile. So I'm compiling a list of things to do, things to do before I'm

It's half five on a wednesday afternoon. Even though It's the Easter holidays I've had to spend the majority of the day in school, mainly pissing about in the art dept, but in school nonetheless. Nonetheless, that may be my favourite word. Three in one, what a terrific sense of value! Anyway, I've decided to start bothering with DeviantArt, because apparently my brain doesn't think I have enough stuff to put off work with as it is. Yet again, the holidays have skewed my sleeping patterns so I can't force myself to sleep until at least 3am, even though I had to get up at 7. On top of this, my skylights (which in a stroke of utter genius