Biatch Off

I'm not sure if I'm entirely over blogging or not - I seem to be in the mood for it only once a fortnight or so. It's been three weeks since I finished exams, yet I can't quite get it into my head that I'm not a student anymore (the fact that I still work at uni 2 or 3 days a week doesn't help on that point). Maybe if I'm not working full-time by the end of summer I'll just hang around in the tav like I SHOULD have done all this year. Stupid thesis. That scenario is looking a mite unlikely, since I've had quite poistive feedback from my latest job interview. It seems quite an interesting job, working for a large IT/Business consulting group doing admin/managerial work at a client's office 2 days a week, and development work at the group's head office on the other 3 days a week. There are other candidates in the mix though, so I'm not counting my chickens just yet.

On to far more important matters: it's summer, and that means the beach-off is on again! For the uninitiated, the beach-off involves swimming at the beach every day. Once you miss a day, you're out. There's already been two shock withdrawals: Beth (who lasted 120 days last time) and Dave (who lasted 44 days) have decided not to compete this year. A less shocking withdrawal was Richard's: his flight to Phuket was delayed, meaning he missed out on swimming on Thursday (Richard, you should've started the pub off if you couldn't get to a beach). Jamin has already declared he's going to quit on Day 6 or so, given that he lives quite a way from the beach and doesn't have a car. So the remaining contestants (that I'm aware of) are:

• Myself


• Jack


• Nick


• Loz


• Ned


• Luke


• Jamin


• MyBen

Prepare to be crushed.

...And now I've run out of beer. Damn.

Listening to: Wicked Beat Sound System - I Want To