Newcomers' Dinner

I had the privelege and honour (cough, cough) of attending the Linacre Newcomers' Dinner yesterday. This was supposedly an opportunity to meet my college tutor and a few other students, but was yet another Oxford evening of vast quantities of free alcohol masquerading as a sensible and purposeful event. Honestly, I've no idea how anybody here gets any work done if occasions such as this carry on for the entire term. I was sitting in the immediate vicinity of an American mathematician, riveting conversation opportunity there, and also a Durham maths spod who clearly wished he was affiliated with the likes of Brasenose/Balliol (the poncy old colleges for those not in the know). Opposite a total lunatic from Sweden who, despite never having been to Africa, is reading African Studies. He proceeded to get increasingly drunk throughout the course of the evening, which was disturbing in that sort of blonde-haired, blue-eyed, cherub-faced way. People who look like that should stick with the knitting circle.
Anyhow.
Not much of a rant really... Could rant slightly about my total ineptitude with a blade on the water this morning - was ignoring all my commands and doing strange things that I didn't appreciate at all. No, I've very little to say and have spent a good portion of today avoiding reading - to the extent that I've convinced a girl from B.Aires to send me seemingly endless photos of a night out there and I thought hey, I'll put one up on here. Why not. It is the night where Argentina beat Brazil in the World Cup Qualifiers, and as a result 'happy hour' carried on throughout the night... The results are fairly obvious.