Spent lots o today doing much-needed catching up with livejournal, then met up with Ibidium and Soppygittal. Soppygit needed to buy a textbook from the campus bookshop. Since the queue was about eight miles long, Ibid and I waited in the campus shop to look at bad magazines. Sadly, on the magazine rack, it said, "CCTV Installed", presumably in an attempt to get people to stop browsing. However, since I'm not going to be here for much longer and Ibid is the sort of person who has no qualms about committing minor crimes in shops (such as stealing bubble wrap and amusing signs), we read them anyway, and scared some girls by our looking at the evil "men's health" magazines.

In the evening, Ibid and myself went to Anime soc, which was good, then went to The Venue for indie night, since Shed 7 were playing. I've seen them twice before and don't like them that much these days, but, you know, once-famous rock bands in Canterbury? Such a thing I must endorse!

The support band - bearing in mind they were probably from UKC - were good. Shed 7 themselves were better than I'd ever seen them. They played my two favourite songs o theirs ("She Left Me On Friday" and "Disco Down") and some new stuff, which was mostly cool. What the DJ played was a bit dull (although I did hear my favourite Manic Street Preachers song, "Drug Drug Druggy", which I don't think I've ever heard at a club before) but ok, and the place has been redesigned over the summer so it looks like poo, but isn't claustrophobic anymore. The clientele this year, like last year, look horrifyingly "normal", but there were three Very Metal blokes who yelled, "METAAAAAL!" and made devil horns at me, Sleeve, Emma and a few others. I tried to make some back, but after three years as first lady, secretary and president of the rock society, my hands just don't like that position. Oh well. Not a bad night.