Damn. I mean, really.

I'm writing this post to you from a telephone queue for the Student Loan Company. There's a pain in my shoulder from holding the receiver, a pain in my ear from the low-fi Craig David, and a pain in my belly from the thought of how I'm going to live if they're serious about this whole "You can only have 40% of the money you got last year" thing. For context, I should probably tell you that last year I ended up overdrawn and was really sick ofpoverty by the end of the summer. That, of course, was two months ago.

Wish me luck, everyone.

On the other hand, Sunday is my first day as an official Lodge Responsible Runner. I could explain the Oxonian lingo in that sentance, but it'd make my job look a lot less like sitting around and making tea for Polish people if I didn't. So I won't.

But it will mean I'll have more changes to blog.