Memery cause I've little else to say
last cigarette: Never.
last kiss: About an hour ago, when I left the pub.
last good cry: Good cry? Uh, maybe a week ago? Fucking hormones.
last library book checked out: A first edition of Thus Spake Zarathustra, among other things.
last movie seen: Inception. It's quite good - I reccommend it if you're considering it.
last book read: I'm currently reading the Sherlock Holmes I treated myself to the other day.
last cuss word uttered: I said fuck you to Will as a goodbye.
last beverage drank: Red Bull.
last food consumed: Pie. Omnomnom.
last phone call: Dave.
last tv show watched: True Blood. Judge all you want, I've always had a soft spot for softcore vampire porn.
last shoes worn: Green converse.
last cd played: Slipknot, surprisingly enough. :p
last item bought: The aforementioned Red Bull.
last downloaded: Uh... I think I was stealing shitty books that I don't want to pay for.
last annoyance: My damn phone deciding it doesn't want to send text messages. To anyone.
last disappointment: The damn landlords taking a week to call back about important things that need repairing in our house.
last soda drank: Orange fizzy shit.
last thing handwritten: Random idea for a story in my journal.
last word spoken: "I'll talk to you online in a second. Bye."
last sleep: Last night, oddly enough.
last im: Dave.
last weird encounter: God knows. Probably a randomer in Corp on Saturday.
last ice cream eaten: Chocolate. In milkshake form.
last amused: Will reminding me of Ye Olden In Jokes. It's only funny cause I've not been reminded of them in a while. It won't be funny in a couple days when he's spamming my Facebook/this post with them or something.
last time wanting to die: Few days ago. And again, I say a hearty fuck you to hormones.
last time in love: Right now. Times a few.
last time hugged: Just now when Chris turned up.
last time scolded: Uh... Probably when I had that argument with my Mum and ran away to Sheffield.
last chair sat in: This one. In the IC.
last lipstick used: The only lipstick I have ever owned a good couple of years ago.
last top worn: Black Evil Scarecrow shirt.
current clothes: Aforementioned shirt, blue jeans, green converse and socks, and some underwear that the majority of my flist probably don't want to know about.
current mood: Alright, actually.
current music: People talking in the IC and the rhythmic sound of fingers on crappy keyboards.
current taste: None.
current hair: Needs a cut. Needs dyeing.
current smell: ....the IC is scentless.
current thing I should be doing: There's probably something responsible and grown up I'm avoiding. Also laundry.
current refreshment: None.
current worry: The thing that I should probably be doing. The slow realisation that I have to grow up when my final year is done. The horror that people I know are already doing just that.
current happiness: Hugs. Stealing nets. Talking to people about nerdy things. New house. College reunion impending.
last kiss: About an hour ago, when I left the pub.
last good cry: Good cry? Uh, maybe a week ago? Fucking hormones.
last library book checked out: A first edition of Thus Spake Zarathustra, among other things.
last movie seen: Inception. It's quite good - I reccommend it if you're considering it.
last book read: I'm currently reading the Sherlock Holmes I treated myself to the other day.
last cuss word uttered: I said fuck you to Will as a goodbye.
last beverage drank: Red Bull.
last food consumed: Pie. Omnomnom.
last phone call: Dave.
last tv show watched: True Blood. Judge all you want, I've always had a soft spot for softcore vampire porn.
last shoes worn: Green converse.
last cd played: Slipknot, surprisingly enough. :p
last item bought: The aforementioned Red Bull.
last downloaded: Uh... I think I was stealing shitty books that I don't want to pay for.
last annoyance: My damn phone deciding it doesn't want to send text messages. To anyone.
last disappointment: The damn landlords taking a week to call back about important things that need repairing in our house.
last soda drank: Orange fizzy shit.
last thing handwritten: Random idea for a story in my journal.
last word spoken: "I'll talk to you online in a second. Bye."
last sleep: Last night, oddly enough.
last im: Dave.
last weird encounter: God knows. Probably a randomer in Corp on Saturday.
last ice cream eaten: Chocolate. In milkshake form.
last amused: Will reminding me of Ye Olden In Jokes. It's only funny cause I've not been reminded of them in a while. It won't be funny in a couple days when he's spamming my Facebook/this post with them or something.
last time wanting to die: Few days ago. And again, I say a hearty fuck you to hormones.
last time in love: Right now. Times a few.
last time hugged: Just now when Chris turned up.
last time scolded: Uh... Probably when I had that argument with my Mum and ran away to Sheffield.
last chair sat in: This one. In the IC.
last lipstick used: The only lipstick I have ever owned a good couple of years ago.
last top worn: Black Evil Scarecrow shirt.
current clothes: Aforementioned shirt, blue jeans, green converse and socks, and some underwear that the majority of my flist probably don't want to know about.
current mood: Alright, actually.
current music: People talking in the IC and the rhythmic sound of fingers on crappy keyboards.
current taste: None.
current hair: Needs a cut. Needs dyeing.
current smell: ....the IC is scentless.
current thing I should be doing: There's probably something responsible and grown up I'm avoiding. Also laundry.
current refreshment: None.
current worry: The thing that I should probably be doing. The slow realisation that I have to grow up when my final year is done. The horror that people I know are already doing just that.
current happiness: Hugs. Stealing nets. Talking to people about nerdy things. New house. College reunion impending.