Before Le Grande Tidy Up commences here in my domain, I feel that it is my duty to update you on the mundane happenings of my life. Which is funny, because often when I actually have something of vague significance to update you on (something's happened, I'm actually in the zone, have something that would be fun to get off my womanly chest), it doesn't seem an 'appropriate' time. Like, oh, I'm too tired. I'll do it in the morning. I'll just finish watching this. Further proof that my life can only commence in all its procrastinationy glory when there is actually something better to do. Pretend for a minute that blogging about my life comes under the category of 'importance'.

So yes, a few of us went out last night (The Couple having been left behind, as fears of humiliation and rejection from the club would arise. Which would have been damn funny in my mind) to Arena; killing dancing heels at the ready, cat ears firmly in place. Pip felt odd walking through town in cat-costume (I use this term lightly, as ears and eyeliner whiskers barely count as an outfit), but I have to say, I feel very at ease in leopard guise. Perhaps a subconscious hint to purchase an animal print bomber jacket?! Perhaps not.
Don't get me wrong, it is nice to go out, and I certainly was looking forward to it, but the hurty feet and inevitable crap-hip-hop induced boredom tend to take their toll pretty quickly on me. Maybe booze would take the edge off, but as I find it difficult to justify buying a kitkat, I can't really see myself splashing the fictitious cash.
Just blanking out the enraged feminist in me for a second, it's terrible to admit, but I still find myself vying for male attention to boost my ego. I'm not in an intelligent mood, and even less in a philosophical one, but I can't pretend for a second that this isn't a major part of a night out. Pitiful, lame excuse for self esteem and respect. Which is precisely why I can mention it here.

9:20
In 9 year old frame of mind: made very yummy bread today. Worked out a lot better than I what I thought my gloopy dough would mutate into. Otherwise absolutely nothing done today. Nothing. Very nice day off, particularly after late night, but not looking too forward to being productive tomorrow. Got to go onto campus to give my CV in to the campus store, then onto personal tutor meeting, and then tag along to Egyptology. Three hour lecture (yes, rather glad I've dropped that), so voluntary - we'll see what it's like, and I can always leave part way through.