Lord Lich
Unfortunately, the days of terrorizing my under-lichen minions are way over, so much as I wish, there'll be no more prisoners, slaves and torture. We have to get on with life. Thankfully, however, there will still be ghosts, military trainers (now retired), sirens and a very stubborn daughter who refuses to marry a worm. Or the other way round. Ahwells. Life sucks. Get over it.

Wishlist
The History Boys DVD
Rent, the musical
Jingo - Terry Pratchett
Thief of Time - Terry Pratchett
Going Postal - Terry Pratchett
Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman
Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
Tale of Two Cities
Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
New Phone
High-heeled boots
Grey slipover hoodie
POTO Tickets

For the loud people:


Merci
The darling Mel, who photoshopped the picture you see to the left. <3
Layout (which I ripped and dreadfully abused) by the lovely Mah'rie
11 February 2007
AHHHHH. My english is going DOWN the drain, into the empty recesses of my brain where all the pink goo is to hide from me whenever I need it most and to make out with my french, which has similarly been hiding there since sec 1.

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Talk about french kissing.

And my puns! I need to come up with more puns. My puns are getting lamer by the second. :( This is what happens when you stare at a computer screen for two days and only manage to churn out a third of your essay, which sounds constipated and seriously, seriously Out Of Point and is totally not a COMPARISON at all.)

GAHHH. LIT ESSAY IS SCREWING ME. ECONS IS SCREWING ME. KI IS SCREWING ME BIG TIME. And guess what? All three are due TOMORROW.

Screw them, I say maturely.

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