A word of advice

Never EVER let your girlfriend go shopping for your fancy dress costume. Classic mistake, I know, but, you see, I trusted her. This week's Spaceship is a fancy dress Halloween event and, after a long career of looking like a pillock, tomorrow may just take the biscuit. No doubt there will be pictures soon. Oh dear.

I don't really have anything to say (No? What a surprise!), I just have an hour to kill before my next class. I've got a new one actually, in the afternoons. It's offsite which means I get to whizz around the city in minibuses. Which I actually rather like. Obviously they are built for dwarves (or Bolivians) but, as long as I remember to remove my little rucksack before boarding and thereby avoiding having to do my demented bellydancing spider impression to take it off in the vehicle (much to the amusement of my fellow passengers), it's not too bad. There's something jolly and pleasantly communal about the experience - not that the Paceñas (that's La Pazificists to you) are particularly genial, they're pretty reserved actually - but you're all squashed into together bouncing along the roads.....I don't know, seems that there's nothing I don't like about this place....apart from the fact that milk comes in bags.