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
28 September 2007
Oh no I've been sniffling all through today why why why why today of all days WHY.

Well at least I have an excuse for my promos results. I had to sit through them while having PMS which, trust me, REALLY puts a stopper on any thoughts you might have cause all brainpower that's supposed to focus on your paper ends up wondering why your hormone levels are so low and zooming about randomly searching for serotonin which makes itself scarce whenever you need it.

I knew I should have drank more soya bean milk, damnit. Estrogen is good. It keeps at least one hormone level up (estrogen, duh) which keeps you from pms-ing which is doubtlessly good.

Sigh one paper more to go. And then after that it's all joy and fun until the results come back.

... And promos make me have weird dreams. I had another one last night about those bubble playgrounds where it's just one blown up castle with lots of coloured balls inside and you sorta swim in them (like, you know, THOSE) and yeah. And I was happily bouncing in there.

Yeah that was weird. Stares.

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