There should be a law made that all committee meetings should be held in pancake parlours. It would make the world a far better place, I am certain of it.
Or, to explain: CHAS had a committee meeting this evening in order to start arranging things for next year. (Yes, that's right, CHAS is getting organised. Shock! Horror!) And it was held at Pancake Parlour.
Mmm, pancakes. Yummy.
Anyways, this meant for a disturbingly enjoyable meeting. Yummy food, copious amounts of sugar (You know those little sugar packets they leave out for use in coffee and all? Well, I have a weird habit of eating them. Straight. In large quantities. It's better than alcohol, seriously...) and plans.
Plans including some increasingly random ideas for Guinness World Records attempts, events for O-Week and the rest of Semester One (which actually sound really fun) and all the advertising when can beg, borrow or steal.
Oh, and also how to scam the Student Union for allthe funding we can manage.
But it was easily the best committee meeting I have ever been to. Even if I did end up with an arm covered in writing due to
tinyteddyqueen.
After the meeting-y bit, the bunch of us then spent a bit of time wandering, before ending up in a club (E66, I do believe), where we spent a rather large amount of time watching
becker_'s disturbingly entertaining dancing. Video footage may be forthcoming.
And, after all teh funnies (Including me apparently getting dubbed R2-D2, due to being "The Small One." Hey, I can't help it if everyone else was taller than me, darn heightist bastards...) I headed back here.
To the realisation that Uni results should be out tomorrow. *winces*
Wish me luck!
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becker_: "Nan gets really cranky when she misses out on the porn."
Or, to explain: CHAS had a committee meeting this evening in order to start arranging things for next year. (Yes, that's right, CHAS is getting organised. Shock! Horror!) And it was held at Pancake Parlour.
Mmm, pancakes. Yummy.
Anyways, this meant for a disturbingly enjoyable meeting. Yummy food, copious amounts of sugar (You know those little sugar packets they leave out for use in coffee and all? Well, I have a weird habit of eating them. Straight. In large quantities. It's better than alcohol, seriously...) and plans.
Plans including some increasingly random ideas for Guinness World Records attempts, events for O-Week and the rest of Semester One (which actually sound really fun) and all the advertising when can beg, borrow or steal.
Oh, and also how to scam the Student Union for allthe funding we can manage.
But it was easily the best committee meeting I have ever been to. Even if I did end up with an arm covered in writing due to
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After the meeting-y bit, the bunch of us then spent a bit of time wandering, before ending up in a club (E66, I do believe), where we spent a rather large amount of time watching
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And, after all teh funnies (Including me apparently getting dubbed R2-D2, due to being "The Small One." Hey, I can't help it if everyone else was taller than me, darn heightist bastards...) I headed back here.
To the realisation that Uni results should be out tomorrow. *winces*
Wish me luck!
Random Quote:
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