"And then we had sex"

I'm so tired, but I feel like I can't sleep. Various moments of hilarity recently, also much inappropriate laughing out loud and not enough reading and not enough going to the gym. Thankfully, not much eating, but unfortunately more than made up for by last nights "10 double vodka special" (don't say I don't try).

Yesterday I was standing on the steps of SOAS talking to a very nice young man about philosophy, and he announced that his lecture had been intellectual masturbation. This crazed man jumped out of literally nowhere and started berating him for using the word masturbation, and how didn't we know the Arabs had invented it anyway and transported it to the West in the 1950's, and if we went to the library we could look at the Kama Sutra, and how a nice young girl like me didn't want to hear about masturbation. I tried so hard not to laugh but the man was insane. As he was leaving, he shook my friends hand, and then grabbed my shoulder and exclaimed: "you're a very lovely girl, jah!"

We did the pub quiz yesterday and got a very impressive 9 out of 20. I have heard such awful jokes recently. Example:

Q: What's worse than having a bath at Michael Jackson's house?
A: Having a bath at Ian Huntley's.

Last night G and I had an argument until 6 in the morning about religion. His premise, "it's wrong". He was driving me insane, as whatever I said, he said I was wrong. Especially annoying as I had to go to the hospital at 9 am, and I eventually rocked up stinking of booze and fags with last night's make up still on my face.

I'm going to see a play on Sunday about sex. Which fits very nicely with a poem I heard earlier. And my developing penchant for ending sentences with "and then we had sex". And plagiarism.