Murphy. Again.

So they never give us class at varsity. Probably a total of a month's worth the whole year. But of course, the moment something important comes up, they say it's imperative to attend a Nu Metro Film Marketing course.

Of all the 52 weeks in the year, they pick the week where I have to do a training course for work. Not any training course, a course that if I attend, I'll be one of the only people in the country able to work this new system. Seems logical to me that it's a rather good opportunity, unfortunately a select few don't quite see it the same way.

My poor backwards varsity. It seems to me that they think July is a good month in which to begin third year varsity.

On a happpier note, my girls are both back in town. Yay! Haven't had an official Jendy-Jessa-Tendy sushi day for way too long now. Can't wait. And I have a feeling it's going to be hangover sushi considering the Jendy night that my dear accomplice has planned.

While I'm on the matter, I must mention my recent aversion to liquor. For some reason, booze has been doing wierd things to me lately. If I have one drink, I feel bilious. If I have two I feel like the world is my oyster, that i love the human race, that I have wonderful friends and I'm floating on a cloud. Of course that only lasts for about seven minutes. Then I hate the world, socializing, people, animals and inanimate objects. I feel like I want to go to bed, put a pillow over my head and wait for the whole world to just go away. I'm just a barrel of fun aren't I?

Which brings me to my next subject. The world is going to just go away in 2036 when an asteroid hits. They're hoping to deflect it, but I've been waiting for the world to end for so long that if they do, I'll nuke NASA.

Shit I really think I should do some work. Hmmm...