Met my two bestest boys (apart from C, of course) in the St Ragamuffin/Raggedy-Ann pub on the corner of King Street on Friday. That really is a nice pub, despite the fact that the barman asked, rather too incredulously for my taste, “A pint?!” after I ordered myself a beer (I was there before the lads – they were King Street Running). What does he think I am, some sort of half-drinking girlie-wirlie?

When the lads arrived, they weren’t as pissed as I thought they would be, as they were quite quick to point out. We had such a good laugh; it was great to have the three of us together again. We were supposed to be meeting the others in the Tram Depot, but we thought we’d have another pint after the current one first. Then we had a sneaky G&T (double, natch) in the Baker’s. I think we were a little reluctant to join the others, as it is so rare that we get to enjoy only our company. Still, we went on to the Tram Depot, where it all becomes rather hazy. I remember seeing C and Fubu and maybe JimBob and vaguely Jayne, I think, and lots of other people. There had been a release party for Materials, and they were all allowed to stay out after the meal at lunchtime, except for Damo, bless him, who had to go back to work after lunch. One, two, three: awww. Apparently, he was in no end of a huff about it. *sniggers*

No idea what time we left, but Witless disappeared; he was supposed to be staying with Mackem. I think we looked about for him a bit, but then it turned out that he’d got a taxi back, so all was ok. He was later found sitting on the doorstep, lashed.

Stinking headache on Saturday. Should have done some work on my Portuguese and/or my proposal. Still, I’m about to put that right now. C’s been ever so busy doing domesticated stuff. It’s worn me out!

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categories: Academia
tags: friends, pubs, studying, work