
Oooooooh crap.
It would appear that my results for my exams are up. I should go look, but... man, I don't want to know.
Did anyone have "Not Now, Bernard!" as a kid? That was a mean and NASTY story. One of my favourites, natch. Also loved, I *think* it was called, "I'm not a Pest!" Which involved a kid with an ENORMOUS hat wandering around. "Beans," said Homer. "I'm not a pest." I can recite worrying amounts of that in my head.
People'll be back from Glastonbury today, so I can look forward to Bigger squeeing and leaving muddy clothes all over the house. That's why I haven't done the washing up for a week, see. Preemptive revenge. *g*
I had to go to work at 8:30 this morning, and I have to go back in about an hour. Guess I should go get some lunch then. Hmm. I have food in my cupboard and two quid left... I should probably eat sensible food, and keep money in case of emergencies... Bugger it. Chips it is. =)
I spent ALL NIGHT on um... saturday? making RPG icons. I *should* get me a life, but meh. Lives are overrated. It's disturbing, though, that I am unable to write in computer rooms. The endless distractions provided by the internet are too much for me.
That's about it. Mmyep.