My personal record of debauchery
Bourne, on host 128.243.220.45
Wednesday, December 12, 2001, at 02:16:44
Re: Is it nearly home time? posted by Matthew on Tuesday, December 11, 2001, at 06:28:35:
> > The Student Checklist (cut-out-and-keep version) > > 1) Eating peach slices out of the tin.
Pears actually. Yum. Could have been worse, I could have eaten only oatmeal and got scurvy like in that classic "friend of a friend" story that undergrads always tell you about...
> 2) Going to the 24 hour laundry at 1:00 in the morning.
Been there, done that. Also asking at every shop ever if I could have my change in 20 pence coins because thats all the driers took, and since EVERY other student went there, the 20p stock of Beeston was sorely depleted.
> 3) Taking two bin liners full of clothes to said laundry.
A duvet cover filled with dirty clothes - the duvet cover also went in...
> 4) Doing an entire project in the student bar, and being forced to hand it in with a coffee/beer ring somewhere on it.
Not as ironic as handing in a literature report on the chemistry of capsaicin with curry stains. > > 5) Becoming one of those people with a nocturnal life.
I curse the God who decreed that I would develop massive hangovers from mixing beer and red wine. Mind you, I was drinking pints of "Orkney Skullsplitter", 8.5% w/v, last night so that might explain it.
> 6) Growing and dyeing your own hair.
Went bald at the age of 17. Have dyed the remnants green before, though.
> 7) Dyeing someone else's hair because they fell asleep after a bender.
They're lucky to have hair by the time we're finished with them. Once stuffed an extremely drunken flatmate into the cupboard space under the sink and left him there til morning. Surprisingly, he made it to lectures that day too. > > 8) The Obligatory Traffic Cone Incident.
Again, slight difference - got caught by the police dismantling a "NO ACCESS" sign. Kind of difficult to run when you're up a ten foot pole.
> 9) Being too afraid to wash one particular dish because you haven't washed it for about a week already and you don't want to touch it.
I named my mug "Ernie". He used to get up and go for a walk if you left him too long. > > 10) Partaking of too much caffeine, giving you The Fear.
Mixing instant coffee into redbull as a set-up for an all night session. Unfortuneately it made me super-hyper and I used up all my energy long before 10pm bouncing between floor and ceiling.
> 11) Basing a religion/mythology around one of your lecturers.
Hey, when they use explosives in the lecture theatre, you have to show some respect. Big up yourself, DB Shaw!
> 12) Sneaking into a sociology lecture and spending the whole time pointing and laughing. Sociologists, replace with philosophy.
Or going up to the faculty office and handing over a five pound note and demanding your degree for being "sociable"
> 13) Rolling out of bed three minutes before a lecture, and still managing to get up and dressed in time.
Meandering in to a lecture with a bowl of cereal appropriated from Ancaster hall on my way there...
> 14) Spending an hour in a final year lecture, because you got your times mixed up and you don't want to look stupid by leaving.
Worse. Seminar/workshop. I spent forty minutes thinking I was the worlds most idiotic chemist.
> 15) Exploring the biochemistry department and acting like the special forces/FBI.
The Professionals, actually (old, old UK tv series about "Bodie and Doyle" - fantastic stuff).
> 16) Raw pasta because you didn't have time.
I think you'll find thats "al dente". I'm so cosmopolitan.
Bo"ye Gods but thats only the start of it"urne
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