I get drunk and sentimental

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And if you try and make me one I will quit!

Nothing new going on really. Off work with high blood pressure. I have determined this high blood pressure is not due to work, which is so boring it cannot possibly cause me stress (apart from the whole being made a receptionist thing), but due to my living arrangements. Which is also work, but work that provides me with free accommodation, so not quite sure how to get round that.

I am applying for the wardenship of another hall. Lots of people are telling me to go for it, but the same amount are telling me that I am right to give up wardening. They'll be in for a nice surprise when they get my application then.

I've given up carbonated, caffinated drinks for lent. So really, Coke and Dr Pepper. 2 days so far. It's making me sleepy, although probably doing both myself and bump some good.

Tomorrow I am going to bake. I don't get this urge very often. It's scaring me slightly. Today I have sorted out the cupboards. And I might even do the washing up.

It's the weekend again, and I am on duty. Sat in my flat, eating twizlers (the American kind, not the turkey variety) and waiting for the bell to ring. Which it isn't. And this is now beginning to bother me.

It went once last night, a lock out, fairly standard. Today, there has been nothing. It is now nearly 3pm. This is most unusual.

I fear it could be a bad night. They are never this quiet unless they are planning something.