DJ Surly

Woo! Didn't post for a day. I knew I could give it up if I wanted to. It's not an addiction. Can stop anytime I want.

Not that anything has changed. The builders are still pilfering through our possessions in the History building, so I've relocated to the law library. Very quiet - which is better than Central because they've got someone with a hammer in there.

Claire has confirmed what many of us have thought for a very long time in a recent post. Which is, I don't want to get on the wrong side of her. Tim has kindly lent me a place to hide for the next couple of months. I'm writing this surrounded by three horny goats and a buxom Swiss girl called Heidi (why am I writing?).

Car accident last night. Cool. Except for the potential kid being killed. Not cool. But egotisitical tosser loosing control of car and crashing - there is a funny side to that. Shut-up Dave.

Also discovered the joys of running around South Hagley park last night. These include hurting really badly, crying in public like a little catholic school boy (pc jokes suck), and then feeling fantastic. Was astonished at the number of super fit amazonian women running the other way. Tried not to make eye contact cos they so could have kick my ass/dragged me into the bushes and have their way with me.

Mike is getting very excited and gesticulating wildly and mentioning wild claims like he is going to change my life with a new website My dj name is 'Fuzzy Logic' and Mike's is 'DJ Buck Fit'. KatiePickles (feminist lecturer) is DJ Well Hung. Nice. Mike needs to get out more.

I'm off to do something with my life.