So I called cow back and offered a truce…god these uni students are stupid. That’s if it even is a student here. Otherwise we have a psycho dude dressed in a cow suit roaming the grounds.



hehehe MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I was up for a showdown with this stupid cow but the electrical shock must have messed with it’s brain because it raced out of the study and into the kitchen where it proceeded to flirt with the cook.
There is so much wrong with that picture I don’t even know where to start.



All the while the roomies are bootscootin’ around the kitchen. Do they have no idea how uncool they look?
Do they have even less of an idea how ridiculous they look when joined by the mascot cow?!?!



Well I can’t complain about the lack of entertainment around here.
The cow’s finale for the night was to set the sprinklers off. The odd thing was, he did it in the lounge area where it was completely empty and no-one but the cow was running around under the water shielding its head. If it didn’t want to get wet then why run around right underneath the sprinkler??



To finish the night off I was left with the task of mopping all the water off the floor. This was a tedious task to say the least until Roger, who is a total babe, came to help me….without a shirt on.



I've been waiting for him to ask me out. By the looks of it, that's never going to happen. He pretty much keeps to himself but tonight he sat up with me on the damp couch where we talked till about 4am.



I wonder how he would feel about a girl asking him out?