Used a lift (elevator) today with Steve Dunne (formal methods teacher) and Patrick, it was really packed. A pretty girl was pressed right into Steve at the back, alongside me, I caught Patrick’s eye (he was stood in the corner). I couldn’t help smiling (nor could he), I don’t know why, it seemed so alien I think to Steve’s character (asexual?), he being (to me, due to what he teaches) so “logical”. And obviously he’s quite old too. Yet we were still talking about the intricacies of the assignment we have just been given (FM2), it seemed like a situation where you shouldn’t laugh but you really wanted to (all the more so because you shouldn’t). A tension was caused by the contrast, the proximities of two opposites (Steve and the Girl).

Becky died her hair lighter again. £8+ round hair trip. Except it looks the same (and she’s not happy to say the least). I said “If you dye it again this week I’m not going to London” (we’re going on Saturday). That's how nasty I am, but she knows I never mean these things. Always going on about money, I know I am. Always trying to work out how much we’ll have at the end of the month, using the Microsoft "money" program, even at the beginning of the Month!

Joni saying “box” or “boxsssh”? When she means “books!”, “give me a book!”-got Joni up this afternoon, first thing (as always) she said.

My most used expression at the moment “I’m all acidy”. On tablets from Doctors, it’s really making my life miserable.