The Life and Adventures of Lenny, a Smurf.

Kinda. It prints fine, and technically isn't broken... it's just that anything that uses the black toner comes out streaky. I've had a brief look (hence the toner everywhere - I've just found some in my own hair, too, and my glasses have a blueish tint), and I think that there's some rubbish on the black roller. The three colours come out fine, which suggests its not the main roller or any of the rollers the paper is in contact with, so I'm concluding that it's the black roller. Even if it isn't, it'll give me a chance to clean the printer - there seems to be toner marks everywhere. I think the waste toner pipe might have a small leak.

I've got some newspaper to lay everything out on, so when I get down to it after my lectures tomorrow I should be able to do it without getting stuff on the carpet again.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081122/...rinking_deaths

There you go Lenny, no more discounts possibly for happy hour . Go lobby against it.

They're going to ban drinking games?!?!

Doesn't bother me - student bars don't have happy hours, as they're cheap all year round, and it's going to be impossible to enforce a ban on dirnking games.

This amused me:

Shillito said low prices for alcohol had helped encourage drinking among British youths, noting "they can buy alcohol with their pocket money."

It's not the low prices which make for more drinking, it's the fact that most of the scrags get £20 pocket money a week.

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Anyway, we were going to watch Quantum of Solace at the local cinema tonight, but we discovered that it's only showing it on Monday and Tuesday (with Tuesday being the last day), and none of us can make either day. So instead we stayed in and watched: The Last King of Scotland, Alien, some episodes of the Mighty Boosh, and the latest episode of Have I Got News For You.

Quite a good night, actually.

I think I'm starting to fall for one of the girls on the corridor, too. It's quite... interesting. I'm intrigued as to how it happened, and what might come of it. Maybe I'll be able to put my diary to good use at last!

New game! For every minute someone doesn't enforce the ban, take a shot!

Ooo, romantic revelations in the life of a Smurf.

Maybe. Maybe not. It awaits to be seen. Hopefully - this Smurf is overdue for some lovin'.

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Played at the SCA Jazz Night with Big Band tonight. As a band we played well. As a Big band we didn't.

Pub quiz we came joint fourth out of seven. S'alright, I s'pose.

Alas, I haven't updated for quite a while. So now I shall.

Everything is gravy. We're still bonding well as a corridor group (I don't think there is any other corridor that hasn't split down into groups of three or four - we're still a group of fourteen!), and regularly have nights in/out together - Saturday's are now Film Night, Sunday is Pub Quiz and Top Gear night, and every other night is a do something night. Next Friday we're having a corridor Christmas party, and on Wednesday we're going out on some form of Bar Crawl.

Ooooh, the best news - last night we won the Pub Quiz! Our team, Charlotte's Pants: They Contain Nuts (named after a, ahem, girl on the corridor) got 32 out of 52 questions right, tied with another team, and smashed them in the tie break question. Well, I say smashed, they were 108 years out, and we were 57 years out (the question was: In which year was toilet paper invented? We handed our answer in written on a piece of toilet paper, too!).

Do't think there's much else to add. I've spent quite a bit of time this weekend in Corridor Girls vicinity, slept nowhere near as long as I should have done, and generally had a fantastic time.

I'm going to miss it when term finishes on the 17th, and will be very glad to be back on January 18th. I've got a week and a half until then, though, and I plan on making the most of it.