MWAHAHA! I just owned Hamlet. Apart from the bit where I didn't have my text with me so couldn't add useful references to the other parts of the play. But still! That dude's ass is mine, yo. (Watch me cry next June when I've forgotten every damn thing I remember about him and realise that I still haven't read the play.)
MAD CRUSH, GET OUT OF MY HEAD! You're very nice in there and I'm enjoying thoughts of you muchly (and the bizarre dreams last night, omg. Hot, but weird. Come again soon.) but y'see, it makes it very difficult to think about anything else. And you're not even working tonight so I can't look forward to that either. How rude.
Reform of the House of Lords can kiss my ass. And I am still in love with my guitar, while totally having lost my amp cord. Must buy another, blah. And only two weeks until I hit London and shop
How y'all doin'?