Yet another revival...

I've been a bad Blogger again. It's been so difficult to keep on top of all things internet over the summer seeing as I've had to share a connection. To top that, the computer at home suffers from serious bouts of PMT, so it's a miracle if you manage to load up a webpage.

Well, back to business. I'm a few weeks into my second year at university, and already my room looks like a bombsite. I do try, but clothes are evil, evil I say! The Hair has been getting a bit agitated by it, but he seems to be calming down a lot more now.

I've moved into my lovely new flat with Princess, Child-Genius and Engima. Our fifth housemate decided not to turn up, which was lovely. She hasn't even had the courage to contact us as to why she isn't coming back. Some people are so impolite...

Things with The Hair are going well. It's so nice to be back at university - we have the freedom and the means to see each other whenever we want. It's not as easy as it was last year, but our houses are within walking distance of each other so it's not all that bad.

The only downside to university at the moment is that the freshers haven't got freshers' flu - they've decided to give it to the second years instead. Deep joy. In week one, Engima was practically bed bound. Not pleasant at all. The Hair also had his first alcohol-fuelled throwing up session of the year, so I'm glad that's out of the way. Just a shame that it took place in my sink. Again, not pleasant. So in all, a rather unpleasant start to the year germ/vomit wise.