Day 1337

Same DOW as 1989 and the massacre. Everything I did today went wrong, almost, to paraphrase Aragorn. Train 23 minutes late at Dulchester; at this point it started snowing again. Took an ill-fated short cut (which made a long delay) along the river. Missed the studies lecture.

A Z class at 4pm was unexpectedly announced, leaving me to hang around for four hours. That wasn't all bad as the snow had become thick and soft. People were having snowball fights and building snowmen. (Like Feb. 1991 at Lowlands).

4 people turned up for the class. Felt I deserved a drink after all that, had one in the main bar and two in the union bar.

Walked to the station along the footpath over the fields in the snow - a white-out with reflections. It was like the Zero Room, I expected to come out purged.

Eventually caught the 7.21 home.

An e-mail from T asking me to phone her and reverse the charges. I need to spend time with people whose lives aren't as chance-driven as T's.

Blimey what a day.