Well. Supposed to be doing essay about As I Lay Dying. But that has not in fact happened yet. My roomie Ash has fallen asleep reading a book with her arse up in the air. Good times. Listening to Operator Please.
Operator, operator please!
I think my brain has got a disease!
I love shouty songs. As do I love peanut butter crackers. Bloody profound stuff this blog is.
Erm. Went to Chicago at the weekend, that was nice. Watch this space if yr interested: http://alexandpop.livejournal.com/ - well, in the next couple of weeks anyway. Lots to do. Mainly essays and midterms. Urgh.
... I should probably go.
"My mother is a fish." - Vardaman, As I Lay Dying
Operator Please - Crash Tragic
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