Due to unforseen circumstances, it is now unlikely that Neil and Max will be visiting me in Oxford tonight. Of course, I understand that these things happen, but it means that the highlight of my day is a tea-party for my friend Sarah A. who's off to the States tomorrow. Then I will come home and watch Strictly Ice Dancing - whoops! I mean Dancing On Ice - and go to sleep. I only actually got up at 10am, which isn't especially healthy, in fact it's a little bit gross.
I'm a bit whingey. I look forward to the weekends like nothing else, and yet when they do come I feel flat. I mooch around in my room, ready novels that I shouldn't, and feeling friendless, even when I have friends. It's so silly.
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