Diary of an up and coming sociopath

A mere 9 hours until my last exam of this term. Then presumably, not long until I go home. I have things to consider for, my return but right now my main concern is where to put my computer when I get home! I have a devious plan to allow maximum capability for all PCs concerned involving my most horribly useful router. BWAHAHAHA!

Hmm. There’s not a lot to talk about really. Just winding down the fast and crazy (and expensive) Oxford lifestyle in favour of the more relaxed pace of Leamington. I have loose plans to go to Saturday’s record fair, get a carvery with the local friends, and meet up with Sam “Cornwall” Bateman, the prodigal son who has moved back to the town that made him who he was. It’s strange to think of how much has changed since he left exactly 3 years ago (Easter 2000). I have the car, Nikki, about 12 inches of extra hair and an exciting new obsession in the form of Transformers. Given that the outward changes we have all partaken of (Most radically, Josh has lost his spiked hair) I can’t help but wonder if Sam will be any different. I am prepared for the worst - Nu-Metal goatees, facial piercings and a shaven head. Anything less than that will be no surprise.

Anyway. I suppose I should go to sleep now, in preparation round off the exam season (at least, until retakes…)