I.
The shitty mood has decided to build a nest inside my chest. There is likely to be a string of pissed off posts. I apologise. I am trying to figure out how to forstall the moodiness, so far, not good.

II.
REC!

REC PEOPLE! REC, LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER RECCED BEFORE!

Yes, that's right. I've pulled out the capslocks.

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So, I've had Franz Ferdinand's Michael in my head at uni, all day. It's been driving me mad, well, madder than I already am. I can't stop bopping my head. It is an evil, evil song. Somebody please save me.

Aaaand, I got my Late Bloomer fic; Flowers for Parkinson by musesfool which is brilliant to say the very least. Go read it now. Go on.

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