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Four midterms/finals, one week, plus a bacterial unknown... brain=dead. But, everything except the Oncology final I'm supremely confident about. Oncology... if I pass, I will be a happy happy girl.

If I don't... you know, I'm gettin' friggin' A's and high B's in everything, having to repeat second year because of a bloody one unit class would SUUUUCK.

But I won't. Because I passed. Really. Uh huh.

Plz finish grading the test now plz?

Um.

So, Torchwood.

( Spoilers! Whee! Lynne, you're still not allowed to look. )

I am tempted by NaMo, even though I am already suffering from a severe lack of time. The last one I did was two years ago, and I wrote a somewhat cracked-out story about the vet tech turned spy. Thing. Yes, it was weird. But fun!

Ummmmmmmmm brain. Brain is dead. With the dead. Yes.

I think I need to go find some tea now. And maybe a Suduko. To revive the brain.

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And because spamming is fun, and my brain is still gone and this is tragic... MEME!

Give me one reason I am going to hell.

And, to echo Batya, if anyone expects me to take this seriously, I will laugh. At you. Loudly. And at length.