It just took me three hours to do my flist. The mind boggles.

Alright, so, drama of the week. I applied for special consideration for my philosophy exam (as I'd been sick for the four days leading up to it and had not studied), and sent in my medical stuff, HOWEVER, they called me back saying mum had sent in copies, and they needed the official ones. So I need to get them the originals before they can make up their mind about whether or not I can do the exam at some other date, or if I've just failed my course. ... Fun. I'm a bit terrified they'll actually be like, yeah that's fine, come do it Monday afternoon. Please God no. I still haven't studied. Did I mention I hate philosophy?

Jensen and Jared go to bars and buddy up when they go to the bathroom. :D Oh, these boys. Seriously, the glee.

Charles Winchester (M*A*S*H*) was in Frasier! Ahah! The delicious irony. I squee'd.

Other than that, neh. I need a job, preferrably with no customer interaction, and my hair is soon to be re-Billie-fied, and blue'd, in homage to Priestly. Huzzah! Also my father is going to NZ in a month or so and refuses to take photos when he goes through about four LOTR spots, and I kinda hate him a wee bit for that.