I was so excited, I nearly dropped my clipboard.

I’m in a lecture at the moment and the tutor keeps saying “naked”.

I forgot to put my watch on this morning. I feel so NAKED.

Forgetting the fact I’ve always joked about nakedness at Racodac since my interview (when I overheard a young lass being praised for saving someone’s project through appearing naked in it), I never considered being subjected to nakedness despite the slight arty nature of the course.

Obviously we’re all human adults and we should be able to observe our reproductive systems without adolescent sniggering. But I’m not a pretentious art twat so I find bouts of nakedness rather amusing - most of all when they’re least expected and/or unnecessary.

In Context Studies today we were shown the designs of various AIDS campaigns. AIDS itself is a serious issue and therefore not funny. But some of the tactics used in the designs were very funny, which created a weird air in the Lecture Hall where people wanted to laugh but didn’t for fear of acting out of place.

Backing up a couple of hours for another funny, Elliot S. and myself were caught in a giggle loop moment when one of our tutors knocked a hot beverage over on the table and remained seated in the spillage not realising the accident had taken place. What made matters worse was that this took place in the middle of a group critique, so the both of us were struggling not to laugh, but were also restricted as to where we could look away from the incident.

We both shared a giggle loop moment yesterday too - when we saw another of our tutors strutting his funky stuff. He wasn’t dancing, mind - he was just placing an empty cup down on a desk.

Oh, how we laughed.

A one-off storyboarding session at Racodac today involved the storyboarding of an existing television advertisement or a one minute story titled “Taking Out the Rubbish”. The excitement of the second option was far too much for me to handle, so I storyboarded the great Capital FM advert with Johnny Vaughn dancing about all over London.

I also found out that I’ve got a life drawing class on Wednesdays at 4:30 PM for the rest of term. Eeek.

I’ve just got an old webcam working on my current computer. Naturally, my penis has been out for all to see. It’s just a shame that there’s no zoom function, really. Then I could type with both hands on the keyboard.

The imminent launch of ITV3 IS exciting me. Have you seen its branding yet though? Looks very much like BBC Three to me, right down to the logo.

Anyhow…

John L. wasn’t overly impressed with what my Storytelling group had conjured up for our current project. We were given the question: “Do we need old age?”, so were looking to answer it as a question. But it’s clear now that John wants us to look at it more as a problem that requires a solution.

Here’s the solution (from Red Dwarf) that I put forward:

Rimmer: Well, if you ask me, the Eskimos had the right idea. They knew how to handle the elderly and the permanently baffled. Middle of the night, they’d take them out into the blizzard, remove their pyjamas, and just leave them to it.
Kryten: And that’s how the Eskimos cared for their old people?
Rimmer: Absolutely. That’s why there’s no Eskimo word for “Eastbourne”.

I really do like the others in the group - we get on unbelievably well. Hats off to Danny P. today for continuously winding up Laura T. by stating false facts about anything & everything. Funny stuff. Perhaps it’s another of those you had to be there things, though.

Other notable events of the day include:

• Someone trying to hack my Gmail account. Like that was ever going to work.
• Conversing with Liz K. via mobile telephone technologies. Our planned evening in tomorrow has been postponed. So I may see Hob McD. et alia two days running instead.
• Tommy C. insisting that I pay £40 in monthly instalments to see him naked. Hmmm…

That’s it - The Bill’s on now.

I really didn’t think that I’d end up doing more building type tasks again today. But, alas - I did.

I’ll spare you the details, though it is worth noting that I (of all people) ended up on the rooftop. And yes, I did flash at the neighbours while I was there.