Oct 24, 2005 19:49
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Well. Anyway.
We've started to begin thinking about talking about debating our debating. Assisted suicide is the name of the game. Someone suggested the dividing line between the two groups should be whether or not you liked old people. I remain tactfully neutral. But arguing for it.
For some reason someone managed to spill coco pops all over the english corridor. How blasted careless.
While I remember: Horror at Hellfire Hall tomorrow. A short comedy we're doing in the drama theatre at lunch. Beats talking to other people, so why not bring along 50p and have a craickin good time.
I am going to get an av. Even James has one. It's getting a tad on the ridiculous side, to be frank. I also promised you some photos. Which I have. And as soon as I figure out the correct tags, oh my, will you get them.
That is if we haven't all died of bird flu.
Till a later time.