Gerry could smell fear, I think it's more like panic

I have a lot of things to do before Monday morning.

On Monday they start to mark our work.

Due to this blog being a near diary form of recording I shall lay down my plans for tomorrow.
Hopefully putting them into type will make them come about in a effective manner.

Friday morning should dawn and I will awaken myself with an alarm at about 8am.
I shall get up and blearily shower and eat the banana I have brought with me to James'.
Once I'm ready I'll set off to catch a bus to campus to make it to my 10am session where we'll watch the last of our presentations and hand in our D proposals.
(I have a lot of things on my mind about the big D but I'll save them for a later post.)
Straight from this session I would like to head back into town and buy some fabric or a tablecloth.
However, as no shops I've been in so far have had any white ones it looks like it'll be fabric.
Getting back to campus I will most likely just iron and tack this cloth into a reasonable square/rectangle and display my cups on top of it.
(I had to take my shelf down, Gerry didn't like it.)
Once that's done I'll be onto my sketch book. It's very behind.
This term I've taken a lot of photos of my work in progress and a lot of them still need editing, putting into a word document, printing, cutting out, sticking in and then, after alllllll of that, writing about.
I have the feeling that my sketchbook is going to take all weekend and not just Friday.

So, that's what's on my mind.