So apparantly Monday nights around here are when all the partying happens. I woke up this morning to the smell of vomit and air freshener. Someone had thrown up just outside my door - like, a foot away from the bathroom. Phil said that at least Chris had made it to the toilet but apparantly this other guy, whoever it was, was not so considerate. I really dislike my flatmates.

I packed up some books and went to get lunch somewhere that didn't smell disgusting, and did some reading in the library. Then I went to Tesco to by some disinfectant spray and air freshener to get the smell out of my room. I spent the rest of the day falling asleep over class reading and planning my next essay.

Also, I had my first encounter with British peanut butter today.... it's not as good as American peanut butter, but bearable when eaten with pretzels. The best way to describe it is as a vaguely peanut-flavored paste. I bought the one that had mostly the same ingredients as American peanut butter, but... fail. Ah well, now i know.

All in all, a rather uneventful day. Tomorrow I've got an essay meeting and one class.

The end.