the world doesn't end because the Doctor dances

I am experiencing a direct and painful clash between my resolution not to complain so much (because really, I just whine all the time, I don't know how you lot put up with me) and my discovery of the fact that everything I could possibly say at this point in time is a complaint.






*twiddles thumbs, manic smile on face*






Oh, right, the end-of-semester exam timetable is up and I actually have a friendly amount of time between my exams. This is a Good Thing, and this will continue to be a Good Thing despite the fact that Q only has one exam and it's on the first day of exams and then she's finished, dammit, it WILL.

I'm going to go and make lunch and think lovely cheerful thoughts of bloodshed and violence about my health psychology assignment now :D

(no subject)

Caleb? JUST as I sent you that email, Logan started slamming people against lockers :D

I love this guy. He is fucking insane. Quiet insane. I have a real thing for quiet insane.