40 Hours...damn...
I've just finished a 40 hour week - now some of you might, quite rightly, be saying 'So what'. Well, I'm a student, that means my average week is less than 20 hours, add to that the fact that most of the 40 hours was spent down in the Burn studio at an ambient temperature of 29 centigrade with God-knows what level of humidity and you might start to see why I'm so knackered.
In addition to having to do work, something I object to on a matter of principle, I'm also no longer going home on Monday as I had planned. Instead I'm staying up at uni until Thursday in order to help Antonia finish off a few more things for the station before the end of term. She also asked me to go to some comedy show press night with her on Tuesday, which can be nothing but a good thing in my book - let's hope the old adage about women loving a man with a good sense of humour is true ;)
Spad.
In addition to having to do work, something I object to on a matter of principle, I'm also no longer going home on Monday as I had planned. Instead I'm staying up at uni until Thursday in order to help Antonia finish off a few more things for the station before the end of term. She also asked me to go to some comedy show press night with her on Tuesday, which can be nothing but a good thing in my book - let's hope the old adage about women loving a man with a good sense of humour is true ;)
Spad.
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