Wednesday, March 11, 2009

paeleaolithic part i

So. You're all waiting for my obligatory grumpy "ugh university wah wah" post. you can keep waiting, it'll turn up on Friday night. (Because I have no life and no money and therefore no Fridaynights, just a sort of dark Fridayafternoon.)

But in the meantime, I'd like to inform people that
1. I am desperately hungry, but my mother is a food ninja with a masters in guilt tripping.
2. So am I, it turns out. Which makes sneaking food impossible. No one is as good at making themselves feel guilty as I am.
3. I have a cold and my head is full of cotton wool being beaten by a brick.

But the worst thing is that, at the moment, my gymnasium has taken to playing Ashlee Simpson. over and over. It's only a short matter of time before I'm doing sumo squats to the sounds of fall out boy. When that happens, I promise I'll get someone to video tape my destructive rampage and interpretive dance to express my rage. Why oh why did I decide that this would be the year that I finally sorted things out? And why oh why did my health decide that yes, ok, right, let's help you do that by developing some sort of bizarre syndrome that is really only manageable if you're fit and healthy?


Oh, and I have a mountain of History reading to do for tomorrow morning. Paleaolithic History, hardcore.


edit: ohmygosh, i've turned into whiny Faye! SEE

now im wondering if Lizzle's boyfriend "The Beard" secretly likes Dinosaur Jnr.

1 comment:

lizzle said...

Come over on Friday, I'll make dinner.