Are you dizzy yet?

I seem to have broken my promise, or at the very least made myself a liar, seeing as how it's very nearly been 9 weeks since I've been at uni, and as such, nearly 9 weeks since I last wrote a post like this. I am currently bored/ drunk/ lonely/ angry /introspective and I'd like to say that's a list of items you can delete as apropriate, but I'm having a bad week and it's not looking to get better without intervention on my own part, and I just don't know what to do.

As far as the last nine weeks are concerned, I can't think of a terrible amount that merits discussion, so we're not going to get a long, rambling version of nine weeks from my perspective. I will say a few things, however.

I miss everyone from back home. Seeing Ellis, Andy, Ollie, Simon and Dave last weekend seems to have actually made this worse, rather than better.

I'm currently living in a small cell on the seventh floor of a tower. My 15 flatmates are for the most part fairly sociable, and I could have been much unluckier.

Toby, our family dog of over 10 years (I'm sure you'll forgive me for not knowing the exact date or even year we got him, me being younger than 8 at the time) became sick shortly after I left for uni, and had to be put down in early november, a sad event I went home for. I hope I never have to dig another grave, for any living thing, especially not while it watches, and I certainly hope I never have to stand there while someone administers a lethal dosage of anasthetic to a family member. Toby's absence makes being at home even more surreal than it was because I've moved away.

If sitting here drinking by myself is what it takes to write a post, there might be another one much faster than it took to get round to this one... after I go buy more vodka, of course. There isn't even enough left in this bottle for a decent shot.