The sleep madness has extended itself.
Or maybe finals-induced crazy.
Or that's the narcotic cough supressant...
Not entirely sure.
I blame the
the tea rap for everything (it's a pilot for a British sketch comedy show, the tea rap is the first thing on it and is full of hilari-tea!)
EDIT: Sorry, the original link I had up here was for the Lazy Sunday sketch from SNL that the Tea Rap kind of parodies. (Paro-teas?)
But really, besides the current delirium (soon to be over, only more more thing to do before my finals are all over) and the fact that I did nothing at all productive after I got back from my poli sci final, I just wanted to say that I finally realized that I was
snogged. Belated thanks to whomever it was.
Now, if you'd like to do this in person, I probably wouldn't oppose you.
I haven't had a good snogging in ages, you see.
One of those things you don't really miss till it's gone...like your favorite pillow. Or one of the four juices I mix together. Just not the same without it.
Hooboy.
I think it's past time for bed, hmm?