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( my milkshake brings all the tweets from the yard. )

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{ that's not my name. }

EDIT: Putting this up top because it was just that weird. I dreamt of some sort of catastrophic planetary imbalance. I shit thee not, kids: Mars got shunted by Jupiter into the sun and then bounced back out of place. Why Jupiter and Mars were even close to one another I DON'T KNOW. But I remember being concerned that the change in planetary alignment would be detrimental to Earth.

No, but really: Mars bounced off the sun. Like, I was worried that it would get eaten, but no, it bounced. WHAT. WHAT.

True story.

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Things I am trying to teach The Mother: how to knock on the door. It's all baby steps at this point because now she lightly taps the door before barging in anyway. TRES FRUSTRATING. Today she 'knocked', I said, "no, hang on!" and... she opened the door. By that point was dressed, but still. Crikey.

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UK fans of NCIS: Five is going to start broadcasting season 5 tonight. Even though this was the season that was cut short by the strike, it's still 19 episodes of pretty decent fare.

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In this year's Big Fat Quiz of the Year, James Corden started singing The Ting Ting's That's Not My Name and I can't find the clip anywhere. Youtube, you have FAILED ME.

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At this point I am spamming because I have to leave the house in an hour and frankly, I don't want to vacuum in the intervening time. For those that care, I have already vacuumed, I just don't want to vacuum even more. I have reached my vacuuming threshold it would seem.

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In other news, I am back to considering PGCE/TEFL. Yeah, I know.