Exam tomorrow.
LJ can kindly stop sticking me in the wysiwyg interface before I bite them on the ass, hard.
Today, trying to balance self destructive tendencies with revision, which means while I am still overdosing on mountie slayer, I am getting work done.
I've even eaten. Go me.
Marks and Sparks have started selling keftides with taziki. Holy fucking yumerama.
I'm still not sure how I got a taste for taziki though. Probably going to skip dinner in favour of pesto pasta from M&S.
Oh, on way to Marks and Sparks, I
- encountered pb. The last couple of days he's been really concerned for me, so it was nice to have him smile and think I'm together for a change. He has nice trainers. If you're wondering who pb is, there is a f-locked tag with pb on it.
- saw a truck with Freddie and Jason painted on the fucking cab
- found that the London Fire Brigade still hand out Frances the Firefly. Christ, I must have been nine or something.
Oh and it's
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papajoemambo's
freaking birthday!