greetings, earthling ones...

I hurt. I hurt everywhere. Especially my goddamn knees, which have huge and very painful bruises on them from doing Wild Wild West over and over again. And my arms, from swinging around a girl who weighs the same as me. *groans* On the plus side, I can now do the worm move! Yay! And I don't have to wear a belt because my shirt is long enough to cover it, so I can avoid having metal being shoved painfully into my stomach.

*sniffs* I want sympathy. Anyone in the mood to give sympathy?

Gang Show is only for the medically insane. No-one normal would spend 12 bloody hours in a theatre. And I've just been almost talked into being Choreographer next year *beats head on wall* I really want to do it. But I also really want a free first semester. And all the exercise would have been great but for the Ali Baba and Goodberries I had for tea.

Can I have a show of hands for who's turning up on Monday? If you're coming bring food for lunch/snacks and some money to order pizza for tea. I think everyone knows the deal... bring any DVDs or videos you like, MKR would be good.

Currently listening to random CD that Duncan burnt me, which has stuff from Weird Al to Metallica doing the Imperial March from Star Wars... weird shit. Also typing email (puntual little me) and sort of working on Shields but not really. The closer it gets to completion the harder it is to write, dammit.


You're handcuffs! ;)


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O.O my goodness me