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Of course, on the day I actually get my ass into gear and do a proper workout, my mother decides to buy TIMTAMS and PIZZA POCKETS. That woman has the worst sense of timing.

So I sit here full of junk and looking sideways at my physics graph which I REALLY should start work on and hoping that someone interesting will come online so I can talk to them and put the prac report off until a panic attack tomorrow night. Meh, I can't update like this. I may be forced to do work.

*comes back* Well, the physics graph has turned out to be completely off what it's supposed to be and I'm stuck. *whistles cheerfully* I'll just ask Mrs Gilmour tomorrow.

Heeeeeey... anyone want to help me raise $1075 for National Youth Science Forum? It was going to be $1575 but my grandparents are paying $500 of it O.O THAT was a big surprise. So now I'm going to have to either beg my Rotary Club VERY nicely or sell a hell of a lot of chocolate. Or write a trashy novel and go on the income. Or possibly rob a casino.

MANY thanks to Erin *hugs* for sorting out the whole wings deal. My faith in Shields has been slightly reaffirmed, although they may be living in the wrong place. Oops. OH WELL! I am going to work on it once I have emailed my Rotary dude and taken some notes for chemistry.

Dimitri now eats CDs O.O Very scary.