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1. Things one doesn't want to see or hear when sitting outside on campus with one's fluffernutter pup: A sheriff's helicopter circling the VMTH and intermittantly broadcasting: 'This is a fugitive hunt. The suspect is a tall white male, with a shaved head, a grey t-shirt and jeans. If you see this person, call the police immediately' and 'We have released the dogs. They will bite. Surrender yourself immediately'. So now I'm at said VMTH, having come an hour and a half early so I'd only have to deal with the dark parking lot situation once today.

La.

2. One more test, and then next week is only a lab final. WHEEE.

3. Saw this week's Torchwood.
Um. Wow. Actually, I think this is one of the better ones - they kept the gratuitous sexual encounters down to a low roar, and upped the scary factor. The only part I found rather implausible was that there was the machine up in the ceiling for Cyberman processing... surely he could have just brought the table, and not the rest? Maybe she built it while he wasn't looking. She? Is freaky. Even if her outfit was a throwback to every old-school female villian ever. The part with the pizza girl was just freaky. I was squeaking. Also, hurrah for Gwen finally beginning to grow a backbone, even if whashisface (I can't spell it, the delusional boyfriend dude) totally lost his. Um. She killed you, mate. I think the relationship is over. She's just not that into you. Except for the part where she wants her brain to be inside you, but that's kinda strange, doncha think?

Also? WAUGH JACK.

Also also? Owen/Gwen forever. *snickers*

4. So, I apped Christina Yang. I just hope I can do her justice.

5. Evidently, there is still a Hagrid journal in M-ways, but he's up for adoption. Will work on this. Saves me from having to write two apps, YAY. For some reason, I can do Nano, but ask me to write 300 words on a pup I know well, and I still freeze. What's up with that?

6. Um. I think my brain is still somewhat liquified. I know in the last couple days I've been totally braindead. The other day, while the pups were out (all five of the pointer pups and Diego), right after one of the pointer pups had left for a walk: "... Is there a dog missing? There's only four pointer pups." *facepalm*

7. Hurrah for a liberal woman in charge of the House!

8. THREE DAY WEEKEND. Can I get an amen for that?

9. Number nine was assimilated by Cybermen.

Okay, this is me getting some real work done before treatment crew starts.