Spent four freaking hours of my life in that shop today. AND I HAVE TO PACK.
Panic will set in soon.
Just you wait..
Ouchies. I have cuts on my knuckles. And they're those little pathetic cuts that sting. grr.
Things I Have To Do
- Two paintings
- Application form
- Reading
- Essay
- PACK [this has a separate list all of its own. Of course]
- Watch Dr. Who
- Update Ipod
- Get really clean
- Remember whisk[e]y
I just wish I didn't feel like there was something I missed...
Good bit of LP there. Dude. I am totally gonna surround myself in soundwaves when I get back. And probably a decent amount of law. Ew. I am determined not to get stressed out. Constructive stress is grand. Detrimental is not. And if that means multiple times outs to go watch the ducks then so be it.
I intend to extend this later, PDW [post Dr Who]. Expect the Evening Emo. Or not. Y'know. Doubt anyone revisits anyways.
~over and in the suitcase
dudes,
I forgot to mention that in ikea, Koppaberg is like 65p a can. DUDE.
So. Much cider. Dr Who was good. I like the Ood ^_^ . Must find a way to watch next week.
My suitcase is too heavy. I have too much crap. Sigh.
Suddenly I'm scared. Like... eek.
And I cut myself once more. It's really not a good day is it? Rar.
[proper update to come.. maybe]


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