{ it's all your fault }

I have no idea what it is with me today but all I want to do is scroll through my flist and squee fannishly. So if you get comments that basically sum to "OMG I KNOW"... that's why.

Anyway, I just got this note shoved under my door which tells me that "contractors will need access to your rrom to carry out 'electrical work' on 14-6-06 to 16-6-06." Um, okay. BUT WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO GO FOR TWO DAYS? Or are they just going to be inspecting the electrical things in my room? And considering this is post-exam haze, I need to be in my room packing up (so that I can run away from here. Had a bit of a mental on that front last night. Not pretty. I did, however, get fried bread from the whole ordeal so it worked out). Whatever. This is irritating. I suppose that gives me 12th/13th to do stuff, like, clean.

Figured out where the exam is and it starts at 2.30 so I'll get there for 2 just in case, you know, they've changed the venue on me or I haven't actually figured out the building and I need to search for it (or if they change the time. Yes, paranoia is switched to "on").

Hmmm...icons.

{ every breath he drew }

...so have we officially decided that this week's Doctor Who was a bastardised homage to Joss Whedon? Because, really? I mean, if I think about it, yes, sets, and the hieroglyphic things but...really?

In other news, yeah, I told maintenance that the shower was fucked up and they then told me they fixed it and then I subsequently found out that it was NOT fixed and now the cleaner's gone and flooded the place. This is so FUCKING TYPICAL of the ASSHATTERY I've come to expect. I TOLD YOU IT WAS BROKEN. I'm so pissed off right now, I can barely see.

{ Commentary: Snap Your Fingers, And Fold Your Hand }

Snap your fingers, and fold your hand
PG-13, language; Quinn&Salter; gen
Let’s start again

( Commentary )

One more to come, this time for Ophelia's Flowers. That is, unless anyone else wants in?