Well and truely knackered

The title does not refer to me. Although I had short amounts of sleep on sunday and monday nights, I have since then managed to catch up somewhat. No, the title refers to the wonders of our sliding toilet door in the flat. The main problem being that you can close it when you are inside, but when you try to open it again, it doesn't slide. So basically you are stuck in the toilet and shout for someone else to come and help you get the door open from the outside by lifting it up off the ground. How fun.
Anyway, it's been a busy old week so far, with classes (occasionaly), meetings, small group, sleeping and eating. Small group even led to the creation of a new phrase on tuesday: "Love is a present, like a dog or an ice-cream cone, only better." I drew a picture of a christmas tree too =)
And today, even though I actually have three classes, I'm well excited cos we have a ceilidh tonight! I may even go so far as to say "hoorah!"
I now realise I have run out of stuff to talk about. Maybe I haven't actually been that busy since sunday. Maybe I will just go and eat more all-you-can-eat chinese food and then tell you about that all over again.
I won't do that, but I will say that Dennistoun Baptist church was very good on sunday when I went. Friendly people, good teaching, and tea or coffee and biscuits after the service too =)
Anyway, that really is me done now. Breakfast is calling me, and then maths unfortunately. Somehow I only got 60% in the last maths test when I thought I was going to get 70 or 80%, so I now like maths even less than I did previous to getting the results, but oh well, what you gonna do.
Ciao for now.