Yesterday I thought that today would be a good day. I was almost right.

For most of the day it was cold and windy, then when I stepped out for my two surprise nightime lectures it decided to shit it down. What's more, the guy in the last lecture over ran by a very long way.

I could go on with the depressing tone, but we did go out for a meal which was nice. The picture I took on the stairs seems to make the place look like a diner, but it was actually quite a nice place. Well priced, good food; who can complain?

Some people expressed regrets about not going to the Christmas ball, but sod 'em; tonight was better than any Christmas do I've ever been to, they're never quite as good as people make out. Again, it's the old case of having to be pissed to have a good time; one of my pet peeves.

So yes, a good night was had by all and I really need to go to bed now; it's not that late but I've a tiring day. At least I can go to bed safe in the knowledge that Christmas doesn't seem to be too annoying this year...