I have to hand in my rent tomorrow, so moving is probably off the cards.

Tomorrow begins my first week of study proper. I plan to work for two hours on my dissertation- I will most probably devote this to reading and note making.

I ate today:

A bowl of cereal
2 squares of chocolate
some sweets (less than 85p of Pic and mix)
A two egg omlette with mushrooms, spinach, tomatoes and half a slice of bread.
two forkfuls of tuna mayonnaise with sweetcorn and gherkins (at a friends).

I drank two cups of coffee. And water and squash.

Looking at this, it isn't much, but I still feel pretty fat. This is something to guard against. I've been feeling hungrier also today. Anyway, tomorrow I need to find some critics for mediaeval studies and to buy some ingredients for the cakes I'm making with friends on Tuesday for one of my friend's birthdays on Wednesday. Wednesday is play audition day....

The song I needed to hear was the Eels- Flyswatter. That's the one I wanted.

I measured my waist this morning- it's always an inch less than it is at night. Isn't that strange? Maybe we're all farters in our sleep.

I'm researching workhouses at the moment, with a view to writing some sort of historical fiction about them. I'd want to write about someone slightly mystical, maybe almost a sort of sci-fi thing. Or a circus freak who escapes. I'd like to visit one really, they were usually in and around city centres, which is strange- I'd have thought they'd have kept it secret, but it was fairly open.