Stop!

Carry on.

Got to go to a meeting tonight with all the residents of the flats (although about half of them are away on holiday). Someone is going to bring up the motion of being allowed to rent out our flats. I will vote for it, but I don't think he's got a chance in hell of convincing most of the others - they like things the way they are. They don't seem to realise that the rule is actually devaluing our property, or they just don't care since they don't plan on selling them in the near future.

Our flat has been on the market for 2 weeks and nobody has shown the slightest interest. I know it is the slowest time of year for selling, but I thought someone might at least be a bit nosy and want to view it.

Need a wee wee. Kerrianne is still at lunch.

At break time I went to go to the loo but there was a huge queue so I went upstairs to see if I could find any others. I'd never been round the chemistry department before, I got lost, eventually found a disabled loo but then couldn't get back as someone had let me through a door that you need a swipe card for and I had forgotten to take mine with me. I had to go and sheepishly ask one of our visiting professors if he wouldn't mind letting me out and eventually got back to the library 15 minutes later. Next time I'll just stick to queuing.

Graham is addicted to ebay. A package arrived for him yesterday - it was a Canucks jersey that he had got really cheap from someone in Canada. It's cool but far too big (those jerseys always are - need some big shoulder pads to hold them up) and he can only really wear it at hockey games. Maybe he can wear it if and when we go and see Cardiff Devils play which I keep meaning to arrange.