Getting drunk as a skunk

The trouble with being an (im)mature student is that student life gets magnified. You're over 30, you're beyond teenage irresponsibility; therefore your sense of irresponsibility gets bigger and funnier, and the relationships involved just get MORE INTENSE, not less significant.

In my 83-strong cohort there are already 6 identified couples, some of which involve previously and currently marrieds, and there's a lesbian coupling in there too. (Which isn't, incidentally, the wildest rumour.) Us 30somethings are hotter than the horniest teenagers when you put us in the right environment.

Sometimes, you just have to let go. I've taken 11 calls tonight and I'm fucking sick of the phone. I'm tired of being the agony uncle, tired, tired tired.