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Had a very pleasant evening out last night. Went to Bedford's for jazz again and just generally chilled out. Then Adrian squeezed everyone in his car and took us back to james and sarah's where we continued the relaxed theme of the evening and talked about films and tv from our childhood until about half two. a classic student passtime.

By that point there was no way i was going home, so i crashed over on the sofa, which was much comfier than they'd led me to believe.

Today however i'm suffering a bit of a depression. there's no real basis for it that i can pinpoint. just a general feeling that i need to pull my life together and motivate myself to actually do some work before it all goes to hell. i keep on trying but never quite managing it.

persistently getting totally wasted is another worrying symptom of this, which i keep thinking i'm getting over and then go and do again. this is demonstrated by the new photo - although it was very amusing. passing out is never really a good thing.

but tomorrow, as ever, i intend to knuckle down and get on with some serious work. going out with sarah in the evening which should be cool. heading to the waffle house for something to eat and then hopefully catching lost in translation somewhere, as neither of us have seen it yet. i'm still pretty unsure how she feels about me, but she's obviously at least a little interested, so i remain hopeful. i think i could do with a stable relationship at least for a while to calm me down. splitting up with bex fucked me up so much more than i realised at first. i'll get myself sorted one day - hopefully sooner rather than later though.