muffin man

i left the apartment this morning sans hat, bottle of water... and without my brolly, after i'd already seen the rain-warning. i guess it's a lucky thing it didn't hit us too hard, although i definitely could have used the water.

the drive up involved a long argument over lack of driving skills. then we sat on a rubbish heap for half an hour waiting for everyone else, and then met up a short drive away for breakfast.

about halfway through the hike i began feeling the weariness that's been hitting harder and harder the last couple of days. i bailed a bit early on the pretext of helping to organize the food, which helped insofar as i didn't have to keep pretending to listen to (or try not to drool during) the lectures.

our SC has decided that i'm a muffin disposal unit. i think i had two or three, and then he just assumed i'd continue and began passing more on... i had no choice.

i passed out in the car on the way back, lost the clip to my bag's strap (that really sucks), then bussed back home learning japanese by podcast lessons. something on the way really aggravated me.

i've been online since i've been back, and now i'm leaving to visit gordo and see how many others from the section are going to show up. i'm not particularly confident that there'll be many.

too damn right (especially the zombie one)
book vending!!
good solution