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Rereading my replies to all the beautiful comments people left on Fortuna Fugit, I don't know why the spelling police haven't dragged me somewhere and SHOT me, ugh. It was so so hot yesterday and it is so so hot today that just moving my fingers feebly over the laptop keyboard takes up all of my energy. None left over for thinking or correct spelling.
I'm going to go and have a cold shower, then do the washing up, then finish packing for Sydney. Which is a good thing considering that I leave in, um, three hours.
But first, a tiny requisite Les Mis flail. EVERY MAN WILL BE A KING. kfldhjdhdh. I think I'm going to have to listen to the whole musical on the bus to Sydney, and try really really hard not to sing along and piss off the other passengers.
I'm going to go and have a cold shower, then do the washing up, then finish packing for Sydney. Which is a good thing considering that I leave in, um, three hours.
But first, a tiny requisite Les Mis flail. EVERY MAN WILL BE A KING. kfldhjdhdh. I think I'm going to have to listen to the whole musical on the bus to Sydney, and try really really hard not to sing along and piss off the other passengers.
