TEALESS

Okay. One more paragraph on the life cycle of the malaria parasite to go and then I will have done 2/3 of the assignments due this Friday. Granted, they're the two 10% ones and the one remaining is worth 40%, but...2/3 is a nice ratio. And I now have a day and a half to get the lab report for Visual & Cognitive Neuroscience done.

(Last minute? What? Me? In my defense, we only finalised the data yesterday.)

All of this pales into insignificance, however, next to the fact that I awoke to find a BROKEN KETTLE. OUR ELECTRIC KETTLE. IS BROKEN.

THIS = NO TEA. TRAUMA. THUS THE HILARIOUSLY TASTELESS ICON. (S'great for perspective, though, isn't it? I have no tea, but at least I haven't been DALEK-ZAPPED.)

I have just returned from a sulky trip to the shops for lunch, which is going to be Vietnamese rice paper rolls with hoi sin, and a takeaway flat white. The flat white is surprisingly good for one made by a milkbar/pizza place. Good and strong. HELLO, COFFEE.

total GIP

*grins*

Base by be_a_smartie, text added by me (with permission). In Paint. My nonexistent graphics-fu rules all.







Procrastinating the 40% lab report of terrible doom? Moi?