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So we have some good. And some bad. And some "Damn, I really shouldn't have eaten that mud cake from Gloria Jean's, because now I feel sick". Does that balance out, y'reckon?
The bad: Who in their right mind sets a 3000-word essay for a GROUP OF FOUR? Seriously, I'd rather do the whole thing myself. It's not the word count, it's just the fact that four people can't write one essay without repeating each other and sounding extremely disjointed. What's worse is having a group where everyone else doesn't pull their weight AND CAN'T WRITE FUCKING ESSAYS FOR SHIT. Gah! (Sorry, bertiebob for having to put up with the rant twice now.)
Kath & Kim returned last night, huzzah! "Soap sachet, shampoo sachet, but no conditioner sachet! I'm not lugging around my Pantene. We're going to have to change hotels!"
"What's that look you're going for?"
"Jessica Simpson."
"Homer Simpson, more like it."
Bwahaha. I'm glad moving networks hasn't made them less funny. And Eric Bana's going to be on it next week!
Also, how much do I just adore Darren Hayes? I spent an hour (which could have been put to more studious use, I s'pose) reading his MySpace. And he goes online like every day, how adorable is that? Someone wrote in a question and asked him if he's superstitious, and he said: "I still can't bear opening an umbrella inside (ella, ella.. )" HAHAHA, DARREN I LOVE YOUSE.
Someone else asked what ultimately made him decide to go solo after Savage Garden. His response: "Err, the other one quit. lol." *loves* He's also the funniest person on Spicks & Specks I've ever seen, and his videos on YouTube are piss-funny.
I wasted spent another couple of hours watching Speed, both last night and the night before. (Yes, people, this has been an exciting weekend for me.) Gawd, I love that movie. AND YET IT MAKES ME WAIL BECAUSE THEY WERE SO CUTE BACK THEN DAMNIT.
Excessive capital letters, m'sorry. And hmm, my comment notifications have gone wonky again.
The bad: Who in their right mind sets a 3000-word essay for a GROUP OF FOUR? Seriously, I'd rather do the whole thing myself. It's not the word count, it's just the fact that four people can't write one essay without repeating each other and sounding extremely disjointed. What's worse is having a group where everyone else doesn't pull their weight AND CAN'T WRITE FUCKING ESSAYS FOR SHIT. Gah! (Sorry, bertiebob for having to put up with the rant twice now.)
Kath & Kim returned last night, huzzah! "Soap sachet, shampoo sachet, but no conditioner sachet! I'm not lugging around my Pantene. We're going to have to change hotels!"
"What's that look you're going for?"
"Jessica Simpson."
"Homer Simpson, more like it."
Bwahaha. I'm glad moving networks hasn't made them less funny. And Eric Bana's going to be on it next week!
Also, how much do I just adore Darren Hayes? I spent an hour (which could have been put to more studious use, I s'pose) reading his MySpace. And he goes online like every day, how adorable is that? Someone wrote in a question and asked him if he's superstitious, and he said: "I still can't bear opening an umbrella inside (ella, ella.. )" HAHAHA, DARREN I LOVE YOUSE.
Someone else asked what ultimately made him decide to go solo after Savage Garden. His response: "Err, the other one quit. lol." *loves* He's also the funniest person on Spicks & Specks I've ever seen, and his videos on YouTube are piss-funny.
I wasted spent another couple of hours watching Speed, both last night and the night before. (Yes, people, this has been an exciting weekend for me.) Gawd, I love that movie. AND YET IT MAKES ME WAIL BECAUSE THEY WERE SO CUTE BACK THEN DAMNIT.
Excessive capital letters, m'sorry. And hmm, my comment notifications have gone wonky again.