Saturday was, for the most part, a domestic sort of day - I hadn't cleaned in two weeks and gave the flat a good scrubbing until the floors shone and everything smelled pretty. Around dinnertime D and I took the tube to Leicester Square, joining F in his office which overlooks the cinemas and main square. There we had a very productive Forecasting revision session, stopping only to have dinner at 23:15 at a Japanese restaurant a stone's throw away in Soho. It was delicious. We slipped back into the office and worked there till 2 a.m. D and I barely exchanged any words on the walk home - the hordes of partygoers we had to wade through were enough to silence us, and we were dead tired. I finally got to bed at 4.
I had a lovely, long lie in this morning, getting up at noon. I saw D again today, this time to work on Actuarial Science. I think I've had enough of work and yet I feel like I haven't done nearly enough. Well, back to it I guess - no rest for the wicked indeed.
L'Esthete @ 21:56
