Frustrations, Snooker and Sleep Deprivation - Another Story of a Week

What a week. No blog posts, a lack of sleep and some great fun in between and now it's Friday and I think it's time to sit down and take stock. I'm not sure how long this post is going to be because I'm actually not sure where the week went but I'll give you a blow by blow account of it and see if it looks anywhere near normal to you. Keeping in mind that my 'normal' week just involves going to class, preparing tutorials, reading and going to pub quizzes I think you'll be able to see why I'm having to post on a Friday night for the first time in a long time. Get comfy...

The Night that Changes Things

The penny has dropped. Something has clicked. The missing piece of the jigsaw has been found. I've seen the light. OK I think you get the drift now, and that last one was a bit too akin to religion and so I think I'll stop there. Last Thursday night (the 26th of January 2012 for those of you that like to take notes) I went out to the weekly pub quiz at my favourite watering hole in Edinburgh with friends. No there wasn't any wild boar or zebras there but there was a lot of alcohol and I had my fair share along with my companions. We drank deep into the night, mixing our poisons all the while before making our weary way home - via the late night pizza shop of course. This is not a story of drunken antics (of which there were quite a few) but more about what developed the next day, and the lasting effect that it should have on me.