Well now. It's been a while, innit? The past month has been a blighter of a winter. I was barely alone, which is saying something, seeing as how I am so elusive. I only had a proper week to my own (necessarily) selfish pursuits. Had quite a few accidents and injuries (much to the worry of my pharmacist-housemates). Pulled a few muscles, had countless cuts, strained a few tendons, but it's all good. I think.
My reading list is only half-done i.e. I've only read half of everything. My new semester has got off on a very promising start, which has seen my brow creasing constantly during lectures (signaling knowledge-processing) as opposed to a look of glazed acceptance (indicating daydreaming), and many, many lunches with Alev, who just can't quit the law library.
That said, it's easy to lose track of what is important.
And since dinner shall not cook itself tonight, I shall leave the video below to your good judgment:
Note to Alev: Ehem. I truly did read about it in The Age, before you posted it on Freakazoid Times. Really.
Some people punch walls. Some wallow in empty spaces. Some people become vindictive. Me? I just corner you and let my gob speak for itself. Welcome to the inner recesses of my life (sounds almost pathetic, dunnit?)