Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Kafka Krisis.

I was sitting in my 10am lecture yesterday morning, not paying all that much attention, as we were discussing Kafka (of whom I'm not enamored). I thought it was going to be a thoroughly boring way to spend 50 minutes, then my interesting friend Miss C.d.C. walked in with a random Frenchman in tow.

She leaned over to me and whispered rather loudly: "Do i smell like whiskey?" I duly sniffed and replied she did. She giggled and introduced me to Mr L. All of this while we sat in the front row of the classroom.

Naughty Miss C.d.C. and bad influence Mr L. had started drinking at 8am, and continued to drink 'surreptitiously' throughout the lecture, providing me with much amusement, and the lecturer annoyance.

I can honestly say I've never been drunk quite so early in the day; a remedy is in order perhaps?

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