{ I feel like I'm loving you in 1963. }

So, I did something mildly moronic last night. As a long-time insomniac, I should know better than to take caffeine before I go to bed but what did I do at around 11pm? Ate toast with tea. TEA. Anyway, I didn't sleep well last night (no shit, Sherlock) and in fifteen minutes I have to leave for an essay consultation. I... don't normally go to these things? Or, if I do, I normally have an idea which essay I'm going to tackle. I don't really know what this woman wants to talk to me about. Anyway, after that I have to come back to the house because I don't have class until 5pm. My timetable, it is poorly constructed.

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In the meantime, please enjoy caps of two of the fiercer female characters around right now.

UGH BRING BACK THIS SHOW.