stone the crows

spent about seven hours on excel today. yeah, it was fucking boring, how did you guess?

i hate data. i hate those stupid spreadsheets. sigh. In some ways quite an entertaining day though. was sunlicious this morning, thus got to wander around in my leopard print cheap ass ray bans. always a treat. awww, don't look at me like i'm demented :D. fugly sunglasses suit suit my face :D

Heard an extract from cherie blair's autobiography on the radio this morning. it was fairly digusting. all about how she was shagging two other boys when she started shagging tony. also something about her once modelling for an artist? this confused me. I mean. Seriously. WTF? I don't want to be cruel, but...

god, I feel quite aggressive today. think it is excel's fault. I mean really, 7 bloody hours. I don't know. I question whether a degree is worth these levels of boredom.

aaaaaaaar. just took a gulp of tea and ended up with a mouthful of teabag. elegance in spades, an all. at least it's twinnings. a moment of calm my titties, though. that was not at all calming. just a bit digustingly ill-mannered.

yesterday I had to drive up to campus to give my choir books back. it was blazing sun, so wound the windows down and pumped the system up, as they say. Sadly for me, just as I slowed for a red light next to a crowded bus stop, good old carlos' voice comes blaring out with "I SCREAM WHEN I COME!". Ahahahahahahaahha.

what a time.

doing my thesis, thus sulking.

feel a bit odd and empty atm. it's sort of been coming on for the past few days - you know when you're just sort of on the edge, and if you gave in and curled up in a corner with some dickinson and stubbornly listened to nico over and over again (and a bit of the shins - new slang, for added emo love) then you won't be able to move again for about a week.

sadly I don't have a week, as I really really need to get this thesis done. after that, off to berlin. hmmm. so. going to have to be a machine this week and try not to think...

and stop listening to this is where the truth begins, cause really some of that sort of hurts.

aarrghhhh. I'm probably just being uber stupid. I'm just so fucked up at the moment, and I know it's all in my head.

doctor who tonight. there we go. that's something to look forward to. how deliciously pathetic. I swear tv is not my only friend...

sort of avoiding my thesis introduction. tra. la.la.

and I don't know why I'm stressing solely on the intro today, when you know things like methodsresultsdiscussionFUCKEN'REFERENCESetcetc are non-existent.

don't panic, don't panic!


right. intro? yeah. really ought to. this of course means that I must look up collagen scaffolds and fucken' inflammatory mediator scaffolds because I accidentally lost a few of my earlier references. nonces. o hai pubmed. yeah. think will go there. athens gateway so cumbersome. at least I still have demirag! oooh demirag. what a dude. without him no one would ever have come up with my project. what a twat. why did he bother. ruining my day.

and on that note...