I say some weird shit.

'My lectures last a fair few hours. But the lecturers are funny and entertaining and take great pleasure at slagging off Oxford and critics of 'Media Studies' as a subject. Oh yeah, and they teach us stuff too.' - Stewart Paske on Media Studies.

I figured I'd put up that little conversational gem because it made me think how much I am actually getting interested in my course. I mean I have been willingly reading textbooks with no complaint. Hell I spent £40 on them on a whim because I wanted my own copies as opposed to having to check them out in the Library. Is it possible I'm turning into some kind of new-age geek?

Hang on. Stupid question. I am already some kind of new-age geek.

As for today though, despite reading shit loads of stuff (the latest issue of PC Gamer and Total Film to be precise) with todays issue of The Observer looking at me from its position on the bed as if to say 'Why not read some actual news for a change you lazy wanker?', I have been out with my flat mates Alec, Liv and Amelia from down the corridor to have Sunday lunch at the Beefeater in Harrow. It was good to have a decent traditional Sunday Roast. It cost a bit, but was well worth it, though it has to be said the gravy wasn't quite up to standard. I think it had a sweet wine in it or something. I don't like sweet stuff with my meat. It just doesn't work.

We then popped to Sainsbury's where I stocked up on Bacon, Sausages and Onions and the aforementioned reading material which, combined with my new-found caffeine addiction, seems to have turned me into some kind of raving intellectual. I mean I am writing my blog for Christ's sake. I am even considering using the word 'pretentious' in a sentence! *ahem*