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I'm in a hideously scrambled state today, therefore am bitching at LJ (and by inference, anyone who chooses to click on the link below)
First off, context. Degree done (see last posting) and in co-ordination with all of this, Sci-fi went off on a pub crawl. One of the goals for the evening of this crawl was the latest attempt at kicking Sam H and Kate into doing *anything*. Given the two of them have been obviously interested, just terminally incompetent, we as their friends decided they needed help.
(Song in my head this morn - "Star No Star" by a vaguely punkish band called Jack Off Jill)
We start in Berkely, we being me/Sam H/Sam J(eventually, was at BBQ elsewhere)/Antony/Rob/Kate/Gwen/Jack. Gwen/Kate wearing clubby wear, complaining a bit about the fact that the sort of things women wear to clubs is pretty cold before they go to clubs... well d'uh.. Much alcohol consumed, plans to go the shitty pheonix bar got rapily dropped. Rang up by parents breifly, wishing me luck. Ruth also called me, she got a 2.1 as well, trying to persuade me to come up to the Epi - given as I won't see all that crowd again, it's somewhat of a pity i didn't go, but had other ppl with me that I won't see for a long time, so it came down to a microcosm of our rel'ship problems - her vs. sci-fi....
Eventually some wandering to Le Chateau, Kate is pretty trashed by this point (blame large jugs o' cocktails), is requiring some help from both me and Gwen to keep her upright. Antony appears to be showing some interest in Kate (Antony OTOH will grab onto anything after they/he have had a few), prompting me to explain to him the grand plan. /more plotting etc, some dancing done by Gwen/Kate, and then Kate briefly drags Sam down to the dance floor. Oh, we met up with Tom Smith and his sister (nice girl, incidentally) in there as well. Sam is getting a little teed off by this point at the level of conspiracy going on (it's for his benefit, but we're being not very subtle - combination of subtlety having already been tried+we've had a few drinks).
So we eventually haul ass out of there, go down to waterfront, kate/gwen trying to persuade us to go to wedgies, but we decide to run with the other plan - steamrock, which turns out to be closed, so we wander back up, end up going into BSB (after Lloyds wouldn't let the obviously drunk Kate in). I for some silly reason (lack of change?) decide to buy a round, we sit, we drink (note the level of summary due to alcohol in my system at that point), and for some damn fool reasons end up in Wedgies. Plotting is rapidly failing by this point, despite Rachel/whoever else that was turning up and trying to help. Basic problem: Kate likes room 1 (cheesy), Sam likes room 2 (random, but lack of cheese mostly). Remy managed to locate us, I repeatedly had to get rid of him - telling him to go away worked - wish i'd tried that before..... Sam/Kate just fell on its face, she ended up somewhat attached to random bloke for a bit.
Also managed to spot Anna, which didn't help my mental state much. For those of you trying to figure out "who the hell is anna?" she's a very nice redhead, glasses wearing aero that I met this last new year, after she'd been one of those ppl who for the previous two years had been repeatedly being one of those ppl that I keep spotting in crowds. Briefly said hi as we passed while moving thru crowds, would have actually said something, but she'd gone by the time i worked up the courage.
Said effectively goodbye to Gwen/Kate outside wedgies, won't see either of them for at least a few months. Its starting to finally hit me how much I will miss this place. Never really missed London, but I will miss Bristol. I'll probably come back at some point next year, but it won't quite be the same. *sigh*.
Spoke to Sam this morn about other matters (going to Lake District w/ ppl in a couple of weekends, B5 roleplay stuff, us-lot crowd), at least he appears to be not too pissed at me. Spoke to Dan this morn, apparently he spoke to Sam last night and he was pissed off "cause she spent the entire night not bothered whether he was there or not", which I suppose is better than him pissed at me, but not by much. Fuck it, not something I can really help with anymore. Up to them now.
Need more tea, somewhat hungover this morn..... oh, degree notes, as i didn't say much on the last post - Dan got a 3rd (47%, appealing to try and bump to 2:2 so he can go to UWE and do other course), Laura got a 2.1 (off of 57% - emotional distress my ass!), Emma got 70.5% for the year, most everyone else in the 67-73% range
First off, context. Degree done (see last posting) and in co-ordination with all of this, Sci-fi went off on a pub crawl. One of the goals for the evening of this crawl was the latest attempt at kicking Sam H and Kate into doing *anything*. Given the two of them have been obviously interested, just terminally incompetent, we as their friends decided they needed help.
(Song in my head this morn - "Star No Star" by a vaguely punkish band called Jack Off Jill)
We start in Berkely, we being me/Sam H/Sam J(eventually, was at BBQ elsewhere)/Antony/Rob/Kate/Gwen/Jack. Gwen/Kate wearing clubby wear, complaining a bit about the fact that the sort of things women wear to clubs is pretty cold before they go to clubs... well d'uh.. Much alcohol consumed, plans to go the shitty pheonix bar got rapily dropped. Rang up by parents breifly, wishing me luck. Ruth also called me, she got a 2.1 as well, trying to persuade me to come up to the Epi - given as I won't see all that crowd again, it's somewhat of a pity i didn't go, but had other ppl with me that I won't see for a long time, so it came down to a microcosm of our rel'ship problems - her vs. sci-fi....
Eventually some wandering to Le Chateau, Kate is pretty trashed by this point (blame large jugs o' cocktails), is requiring some help from both me and Gwen to keep her upright. Antony appears to be showing some interest in Kate (Antony OTOH will grab onto anything after they/he have had a few), prompting me to explain to him the grand plan. /more plotting etc, some dancing done by Gwen/Kate, and then Kate briefly drags Sam down to the dance floor. Oh, we met up with Tom Smith and his sister (nice girl, incidentally) in there as well. Sam is getting a little teed off by this point at the level of conspiracy going on (it's for his benefit, but we're being not very subtle - combination of subtlety having already been tried+we've had a few drinks).
So we eventually haul ass out of there, go down to waterfront, kate/gwen trying to persuade us to go to wedgies, but we decide to run with the other plan - steamrock, which turns out to be closed, so we wander back up, end up going into BSB (after Lloyds wouldn't let the obviously drunk Kate in). I for some silly reason (lack of change?) decide to buy a round, we sit, we drink (note the level of summary due to alcohol in my system at that point), and for some damn fool reasons end up in Wedgies. Plotting is rapidly failing by this point, despite Rachel/whoever else that was turning up and trying to help. Basic problem: Kate likes room 1 (cheesy), Sam likes room 2 (random, but lack of cheese mostly). Remy managed to locate us, I repeatedly had to get rid of him - telling him to go away worked - wish i'd tried that before..... Sam/Kate just fell on its face, she ended up somewhat attached to random bloke for a bit.
Also managed to spot Anna, which didn't help my mental state much. For those of you trying to figure out "who the hell is anna?" she's a very nice redhead, glasses wearing aero that I met this last new year, after she'd been one of those ppl who for the previous two years had been repeatedly being one of those ppl that I keep spotting in crowds. Briefly said hi as we passed while moving thru crowds, would have actually said something, but she'd gone by the time i worked up the courage.
Said effectively goodbye to Gwen/Kate outside wedgies, won't see either of them for at least a few months. Its starting to finally hit me how much I will miss this place. Never really missed London, but I will miss Bristol. I'll probably come back at some point next year, but it won't quite be the same. *sigh*.
Spoke to Sam this morn about other matters (going to Lake District w/ ppl in a couple of weekends, B5 roleplay stuff, us-lot crowd), at least he appears to be not too pissed at me. Spoke to Dan this morn, apparently he spoke to Sam last night and he was pissed off "cause she spent the entire night not bothered whether he was there or not", which I suppose is better than him pissed at me, but not by much. Fuck it, not something I can really help with anymore. Up to them now.
Need more tea, somewhat hungover this morn..... oh, degree notes, as i didn't say much on the last post - Dan got a 3rd (47%, appealing to try and bump to 2:2 so he can go to UWE and do other course), Laura got a 2.1 (off of 57% - emotional distress my ass!), Emma got 70.5% for the year, most everyone else in the 67-73% range