give that back! gentleman on the right

Lots of things to edit on my report, but all's good and the supervisor makes sense of it all. Which is handy, as I was getting pissed off writing it. Now, after a fresh pair of eyes, it's going to look a little bit better. Halfway there, but I think that the last half with take twice as long to do.

Especially if I faff around on the internet like I'm doing now.

A picture of my chin-fluff, except now I've shaved it off. Tried to wash it down the sink but the monster swirled around the basin for a while. Think I scalded it down the plug hole... Looked in the mirror and looked young again - much like the picture of Nav after he shaved off his (proper) beard. A slight stubble has grown back already.

I can't believe how hot it is in my room at Brunel - I know it doesn't help being on the top floor and being next to the water heater/boiler room - but it's ridiculously hot and stuffy and humid and nasty. The fan is back on and I'm struggling to do any work because of it. Maybe that's why I worked so well at home.

You know, it really pays to be stupid. I know better than to stick my little finger in between the guards of my fan, but I was just poking the moving fan and it was okay. Nothing much happened. I only put a little bit more pressure on and slow the fan down a little bit, but I've now got this blister on the end of my finger. And it bloody well hurts. ouch... stupid fan...

I'm thinking I might post up some recordings of songs that I've written lyrically, but not musically. Well, not for the piano anyway (but for the guitar). I've been told that they are quite depressing (think Coldplay) but lyrically okay. Want to hear what other people think. Honestly, that is. I can take the critisism.
I won't cry.
Like a little girl.
Hiding upstairs.
In the corner of her room.
Hugging her security blanket.
Crying.
But I've got no proper recording equipment so it's going to sound pretty shocking. Will have to have a couple of days practice, no doubt. No diggity. Anyone else got anything that I can aspire to?

-- steven