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....OH,

fuck.

Mdrunks,

Sorry, I wasn't meant to be, I wrnt to drink for goodby wih rl; Friends, then carrieed on, becuade I'm goring nack to unibersity on Sundnay and I don't want to.

Well, I don't mind, but it'd bdepressing.

he I watches black Books, and there's no more time to rp;. I mean, there is, but I'd suck.

*igh*
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Bend.

Fuck. Not good.

Night!

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*Slightly embarrassed glance at last night's post*

Er, yes. Predictably, I felt on the crap side this morning, but have steadily improved (the one good thing about hangovers - there's stuff you can do to make them go away.) Lots of water, painkillers, an apple, some flat lemonade and some fresh bread with just marmite on, and I feel vaguely human again.

Back to uni tomorrow. D: I'll actually probably like bits of that, but it does feel a bit depressing, not least because I have a 3000 word essay due within the first four days. I'm on top of it, as far as I can be without really caring much. (Electives FTW. Is internet fandom gendered? Probably, yes. Do I care enough to study dull, dull, theoretical texts? Um....)

Man. I have stuff to be doing! I have the most awesome course starting (Magic and Superstition, bay-bee) and of course that whole Milliways thing. Reminder to self: get fucking organised for playing with Torchwood-canon. Actually talking to a couple of canon-mate muns would seem a plan! And slowtimes, and OOMs, oh boy. Getting Harth's head sorted out so I actually know what he's thinking, however unpleasant it may be.

OMG, stop raaaaining...