Well that worked :-)

Went to the pub. It was much quieter in the basement than it had been in my flat. Waited about an hour and a half, read a book. Sadly not anything for college or I'd have made more progress than all week. Did talking, including about True Blood and Stargate. Then there were games, like giant jenga (which I did not play because things all fall down happens sufficiently in my life) and a word game with cards with putting words into newspaper headlines. I liked that. I made two Buffy stories. I did not win. Then we went home via Tesco so I finally have the margerine... and typing that I remember to put it in the fridge. Call today a win.

That worked out okay

Went to dancing :-) I'm still bad at the one dance with the moving around the floor and joining hands and spinning and all that bit. I can do the hands parts but not the feet parts and definitely not the not crunching into people parts. Also I'd have to bring my gloves to do the holding hands parts and I suspect it might be taken as rude. Eh. They no mind when I avoid the spinny parts because then I don't crunch into people. I'm better at the other dance, the new one we're all learning at the same time. So funnily enough turning up for all the lessons leads to more learning.

Tomorrow is college. I woke up at about 4pm today and do not really anticipate getting any sleep tonight. So once again I will be awake 24 hours to get to lessons. But they're the last lesson with lesson in it before the exam, so.

Went past the place that might want to flat swap with me. Opposite the pub. That does karaoke and open mic nights. There were people at the pub. It don't seem any more dodgy than everywhere else though.

Got home. Wrote down times. Some young men arrived, wandering around, probably headed for same door as me. Two did indeed go to the door. The third dropped his bike and walked in to the area with the bins, empty handed, with hands heading for trousers. I suspect the bin room will be put to uses not intended. Which I'm sure contributes to the already spectacular smell. Why do humans do that? Nasty. So, anyway, was walked right to my door, in case wandering wobbly young males who can't tell what is not a bathroom happened to be in the hall too. Luckily was all clear in here.

Then I remembered to get the laundry out of the washer machine, only 24 hours late, and when I went to make sandwiches realised I hadn't made the dishwasher run after loading it, so that's happening now.

So that day was useful.

Now I get to decide whether to spend the next 8 hours attempting sleep ( *hollow laugh* ) or attempting study.
Neither is really optimal.