I spent today going through my dissertation and removing words like “and”, in clever ways, all to try and get the word count down. I’m allowed no more than 15, 000 on pain of being fired. Out of a cannon into the Sun. I am still over, but by so little I should get away with it.
Last night I got drunk and had a kebab with Ned while watching the football. Good God but the Macedonia Vs England game was dull. I mean, I know it’s the result that counts and everything, but really, this was bad. Contrast it with the Wales game, which, despite going badly wrong for the Welsh, was at least exciting.
My sister ran the 10k race in Richmond, today. I wait to find out how it went.
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