Laundry days are always busy days.
You may notice that I'm once again typing this up at some ungodly hour of the morning. In response: well, yes. It's about half-four here, and I've been up for over two hours. Why?
Because, well, Cambridge.
After yesterday's (Sunday) debacle of a very unintentionally literal pub crawl, I took things a little easier Monday morning, pottering around on creaky knees with tasks for my supervision (and being surprised by the open possibility of beginning a collaboration between UCLA and faculty here). I tore over to the Engineering Department for a quick lecture on graduate school at Cambridge, which is, unsurprisingly, freakishly expensive (upwards of 40,000 GBP/year for a Ph.D in the sciences, which exchanges to a little over 50,000 USD).
Because, well, Cambridge.
We had our inter-house football cup tournament tonight on the little AstroTurf arena down at the Sports Grounds. Though the original plan was for a seven-a-side bout, we ended up just mixing houses and tallying house points by goals and fouls. It was much more interesting that way.
The sun is rising. Time for a run.
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