Hello blog readers. Today started off pretty lamely. I didn't really want to get up, but I got up at 9 something. The stuff from gchq that my mum forwarded by post hadn't arrived. The internet was broken. And I still had no key. I headed off to the post office to pick up my key, but as i suspected, they wouldn't give it to me, as I didn't have any id to prove I live at 21 Danes Road. The only thing I could use is the house contract, and Tom had that. I had loads of id to prove I was me though. The guy was really patronising. He loved it. I didn't. So I came home, and did stuff. The internet started working, so I checked emails and wrote one to gchq saying I can't make Sunday.

I did some revision, but I'm finding it hard. It feels like last year's work. A bit like eating yesterday's dinner for breakfast, but knowing that once you've done breakfast, there's still plenty left for lunch and dinner/tea (please delete as applicable).

Tom came back and gave me the contract, so I shot off into town to get my key. I purchased a suit on the way home. A worryingly quick and expensive experience. Being in Moss Bross cost me about £30 a minute! That makes the cinema look shocking value, at only 4p a minute.

I'm going out in a few minutes to pick Rosie's car up and drive it to campus to pick her up. We're going shopping this evening. And then to Mark's for dinner. There will be 4 of us there. And I'll be the only non-vegetarian. Quo Vardis.

Anyway, buy for now.