So Crichton is back to his usual self again. Trust me, it's a good thing. Haven't seen him around yet, but I think he's milking this thing to get snuggle time out of Aeryn.
In other words, I got a
job. Starting next week I'll be selling tickets at the Cinema every Saturday and Sunday from 12:00 until 18:00. I know this means I'll probably miss out on a lot of stuff and I'll have to spend more evenings in the week on my homework, but I don't see how else I'm going to afford those gold bricks. Crichton, I got your money.