For those keeping up to date with my what-awful-thing-is-going-to-happen-next! week, know that nothing went wrong yesterday apart from having to work the 12-9 graveyard shift. And today, I have had an eggy-in-a-basket and a cup of milky coffee for breakfast, and spoke to my boyfriend, and daydreamed about the feminist society at university. Today I will start promoting my creative writing society, and attempt to wriggle onto the FS committee BECAUSE IT IS EVERYTHING I NEED AND LOVE AND RIGHTFULLY DESERVE. Then I’m wandering off to try to waive my library fines. Then working 11-7 with people I like. WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG? Oh god.