The best thing about Facebook (almost the only good thing about Facebook, really) is when you stumble across people you haven’t seen or spoken to in ages. I haven’t seen Sebastian the Tuba Player (now turned 3D modeler/animator person, apparently, check it out) in, wow, what must be nearly three years? Time seriously flies!

I’m not sure why, exactly, I looked him up today. I know he didn’t use to have Facebook, so I hadn’t really tried looking him up, but I figured, what’s the harm? And there he was. First try, despite the fact that we had no Facebook friends in common that I could see.

Now, here comes the freaky part: Sebastian is currently living in Middlesbrough, Yorkshire. What are the freaking odds? (Pretty high, I admit, since LOADS of people in Norway go to Britain to study or just work; I mean I know loads of other people who are here right now, too, but still.)

Anyway, this awesome revelation made me so happy I actually forgot to be nervous about my dissertation for a full half hour and managed to eat my risotto is peace. What a fantastic conclusion to an otherwise dismal day!

Because I’ve been stressing out about my dissertation and the need to rehearse (though not enough to actually contact anyone in the band about it, except Adam, who happened to be online when I last thought about it), I’ve kind of written a skills audit for tomorrow, though I have no idea if it’s good enough or even what they’re looking for and so I’m worried about that, and what sort of group I’m gonna end up in for Employability & Enterprise and all that, and then we discovered that there’s a leak from mine and Clayson’s boiler cupboard, which is just really bad news and I hope it’s not gonna start leaking into my room.

Seriously, this place is falling apart. On Friday the heating went out in most of the building, and several others (I went out and bought an electric heater, even though it’s against the rules, just because I didn’t want to be cold, though they did fix the heat the following morning so when I woke up I had heat again), the showers are still way over-pressurised, our extractor fan in the kitchen makes a loud, high pitched noise when you try turning it on and one of our cooker hobs is still constantly on, which is very, very bad.

I’m considering suing.