If there's one thing I dislike more than Phil Collins it's a tug of war. This crude, shameless, chauvinistic activity is something you always lose at. This was the case this afternoon, as we got hammered by a bunch of massive people from another college. The difference was that they'd been picked over the last week from their respective colleges; in our college the team consisted of one flat quickly rustled up to play i.e. 'Do you wanna be in a tug of war?' 'When?' 'Now.'

Otherwise I only had one lecture first thing this morning, then I worked for most of the day up until the tug. Then I went to see Mediterraneo, an Italian film which turned out to be not bad; worth watching anyway.

Tomorrow the day is packed with stuff, so I'd better get off to bed pretty sharpish; I'm so fed up of being constantly tired, I think it's all the walking...