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Grmpf.

I'm having trouble waking up this morning. I have that thing where I'm panicking because of what happened in my dream. Oh my GOD, I ate raw chicken, I am going to be so ill.

Why I ate raw chicken in my dream I don't know - it seemed like a good idea at the time. Raw chicken breast sandwiches. Yum.

On a related note, according to my subconscious, you can see germs when they yawn.

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You post a topic, list, category, whatever, in my comments section (examples: "5 Sexiest Things About Paul Bettany" or "Top 5 Things to Drink"). Then, in a separate post, I'll post the answers to all your Top 5 ideas, according to me. Then post this offer in your own journal. But only if you want to.

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Dude. Cedric so wanted Harry.

And I think I want the twins. Possibly both at once. Also, David Tennant man, tongue. And James Potter is Aziraphale. Daniel Radcliffe can ACT, which, progress, and Emma Watson... needs to learn more than one technique, there. Rupert Grint's biggest asset is still his face of rubber, Ralph Feinnes and Alan Rickman camped it up to a quite outstanding extent, Krum... grunted and looked pretty, which was pretty much all that was required of him, and Miranda Richardson has excellent eyebrow talent.

I would say more but I feel like I'm getting stabbed repeatedly in the side of the head with the end of a wooden spoon. It's a very evocative headache.

I bought Pablo Neruda and a lovely bottle green jumper - am, apparently, too short to wear tweed skirts. Will keep looking.

Bed now, work tomorrow.

Much love to all.

'night.