Shakespeare

Wow.

Julius Caesar.

So much with the man love.

In no particular order...

What's happened lately? Hmmm. Been snowed under with Uni work. Still getting screwed by job. Watched a program on tapeworms while Chutney was eating spaghetti, and was distinctly more disturbed than him. Have swollen glands. Planned birthday house party and started inviting people. Written christmas list. Got drunk. Angsted while drunk. Realised nobody would love me ever. Reealised I loveded eeverybody. Reeeallised eveeeerrrybody loooooovvveeeedddmmmmeeeee. Woke up with hangover. Ate chocolate. Met a very cute baby. Went out and saw real people, and realised people miss me when I'm not there. Cut finger with knife. Cursed knife. Cursed turkey. Cursed lack of thanksgiving. Listened to extracts from "the velveteen rabbit" on vinyl. Got veeeeeery stoned and read Shakespeare with Bigger and Sleaze, who was disgusted at our perversion of the text. [Sleaze: Brutus and Cassius are *not* shagging! FUCK OFF!] Have vowed to start a stoned Shakespeare society- next week? Much Ado. Ran out of tea. NOOOOO! Got chased with vaseline. Discussed the petrification of rubber bands. Decided Chutney is really quite shaggable. Used the rolling mat I got ID'd buying. Drank alcohol nobody's ID'd me for for years. Formed poorly constructed sentences, apparently. Remembered that I have pizza in the freezer. Just now. Wahey, pizza! Will go cook it shortly.

Had a lot of fun.

=)