March 15th, 2011

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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I need to get this out and Mark is upstairs to get a book, so quick asldkjfklasdf steam-be-gone post.

Mark, I love you to death and I don't regret saving you a computer because it would have taken you a while to find a free one if I hadn't, but please, stop talking to me! Neither of us can work when you do, as I told you! And you were the one who complained to me that your friends dragged you away to 'work' but then just talked in the computer lab for an hour before leaving! Don't be that guy, Mark. And though your singing is lovely, please stop singing as you work; it's incredibly distracting. I have trouble believing you'd be behaving this way if a complete randomer were sitting next to you.

I love you dearly. But work time? Work time is work time. Not rant-at-the-friend-next-to-me-about-politics-or-other-friends. Work. W-o-r-k work. Perhaps you have time to faff around before your deadline on the 26th, but I really really don't before mine this Thursday.

AAAAH I AM SUCH A CRANKY CROCUS LATELY! alskdjfklasdjf Cetus lapetus. In the library until 11pm again, then I'm off home to prepare notes/practise once for tomorrow's presentation, and after the presentation tomorrow I'll be working for about 24 hours straight and right through the night.

*Tears hair out.* *Flails.*

I really, really want to primal scream. I wish there was a primal scream society on campus. Unfortunately, if I go and primal scream somewhere without it being arranged (and doing it alone), someone's going to go and think there's a girl in trouble.

Which I am. Just not trouble like that.


"Listen, why don't you save yourself years of sexual ambiguity and get fitted for a pair of Doc Martens and a plaid flannel shirt?"
[Stewie; Family Guy]
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