Well, this week has been fun. I really love catching up with people after Christmas an having a good get together. Maybe I might have been a bit too caught up in the joviality of the New Year and our renewed vigour for the drinking holes of London, as I seem to have spent most of the day with my head in a textbook (by with I mean frantically searching Wikivet), trying to keep my head just enough above the water to avoid being dragged away in the passing Virology tide.
Saturday was an interesting one. "Fancy being in a Foals video tomorrow?" said Amber. "Yeah, why the hell not", I reply. An interesting affair; come in black and white and be ready to dance, so I couldn't really say no! The swigs of Jack Daniels undoubtedly kept us going, even through a rather messy circle pit but fun was had by all. Found another amazing little pizzeria gem in Islington too. Lovely.
Listened to several good podcasts this week, not to mention the discovery of Radio 4s Infinite Monkey Cage. Science can be fun they say! Still, I really do find Brian Cox dull.
Another week down; birthday celebrations and cakes, too much chocolate, two trips to McDonald's, a lost favourite biro, singing about haemagluttin and a few whiskeys too many. But at least I know the difference between a sylvatic cycle and an urban one.
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