Day 157
Today I woke up feeling like death. Headache, fever, sore throat, fainty, shakey, the usual. After succumbing to the tempations of a lemsip, I felt healthy enough to troop into town and pick up Frank Turner's new album (which is pretty decent!). Went to see the Hangover 2 in the evening, which was rather funny, then another pub quiz. We were marking another team's sheet when we noticed this peach of a spelling mistake: "Dislexic". Oh how ironic!
Oh, and I got a B on my Robert Adam essay, BOOM.
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