Tues: Aimed for the Ashmolean/ate bagels from Tuck on my favorite steps on broad st./saw an exhibit on old europe, then modern paintings, and some cool Egyptian shit. Went to Russian art lecture/got glowsticks, glitter, mustaches, noisemakers. Had tea at Grand Cafe. Had a delicious hall. Danced and glittered our bodies. Kukui. Flash. Red shirt. Intrigue. Stuck in Wadham. "You look a little chilly darling." Ok, dude, then gimme your frakking coat.
Weds: Ate at Pizza Express w. fk/ went to the river to see some of Summer Eights/ Angel and Greyhound for chocolate stout/hall with lemon pie and CREAM finally!/dressed as tribal warriors/park end "here's to the girl's dressed like indians"/ bounced around by lawyers and/or bankers/ saw T. and D. zoolander being brothers and/or making out "hollywell is my catwalk, yeah...I'm too sexy for my brozer." Ate Hasan's on steps.
Thurs: Read Dubliners/Started out to go punting with 2 backpacks full of cider, cherry beer, fizz, pringles, and cheese. "Oh, maybe we should, you know, get some sandwiches." Detour to Olives. 4 sandwiches. "Oh, we should get some ice cream from this cart right outside to eat on the way." OK. Punted for about 6 hours. Around Magdalen, then at Catz to finish off the day. JCR'd/went to G and D's in a mad race before they closed. Started my essay around 1. "That's why you go to Oxford. At Cambridge, they never would have gone for the ice cream." In serio.
Fri: Ate breakfast at Valerie/went into Christ Church and stalked their menu even though it was closed to visitors/had tutorial re: dubliners/walked around Broad Street and got milkshakes from covered market/train station to drop mars off/hall/picked up C. and ate hasan's, again on the steps.
Sat: Went to Summer Eight's again/raced after boats/went into Exeter boathouse/met fk and went back for some chocolate stout/went to Mission for burritos, spiciest thing ever eaten in life and I owned it/out to Kukui for some serious scarf dancing/2-5am Clems for after-club dancing and juuuuuuumping. No food but lots of shrubbery on the way home, too much dance, not enough money.
Sun: Got food from Tuck/sat outside Catz and worked/Carne, brazilian all you can eat inc. dessert. Stomach is now separate from body. Deep life conversations w. C/lab and tea.
ps. also, my watch broke. AND IT'S RUINING MY LIFE.