Jan 18, 2004 02:40
Why am I up so late? Or I suppose now it's early. Bollocks. I planned to get up early Sunday morning to get some homework done.
Dean? You're suddenly quite popular now that you've finally cracked open your own journal, but I expect you to suffer through these assignments with me. I'd prefer it if my mum didn't kill me so soon in the new year. Lav, if you want to join in feel free. At least when you did my reading you saw me alive in the future... must mean I make passing marks, eh?
After that I'm up for a bit of a fly round the pitch, if anyone's interested. Of course, I say that now. Who knows what'll happen over the next 12 hours.