Fortified wine and small animals.

Cor!

I think I actually did some work today. Some college work, like. Finally handed something in. Really.

I'm not sure if I'm pleased or if I have a slightly violated sensation, as if words have been violently ripped from my being and plastered across six pages of A4 paper. It could be worse though - I forgot to bring anything along to put said writing in and so I spent a few desperate minutes trying to fit it into a tiny envelope. This did not go as planned so I started searching the newsroom and found a folder'y thing. YOINK!

So all is well... I have a headache, no money and I'm starvin' but it could be worse. I could be a marketing student. Oh yes, the cost of this course is high, but I didn't have to sell my soul to anyone! Not even Satan or Mammon...

There's something in the newsroom which keeps making a strange rattling noise. I'm pretty sure it's he Star Witches. Those featureless bastards just never let up! Harry Royce has a lot to answer for, opening the rift like that... Sorry, I won't do THAT again.

Hmmm... Just got ordained into the Universal Life Church. Apparently I can now perform marriages, last rites and most other things, with the exception of circumcision. I'm not terrbily worried about this omission, however. Apparently I can absolve people of their sins too. I'm happy about this, because I'm included in people so I shall have no fear of anything ever. Wonderful...

I'll stick the link up. It takes about three seconds to get yer printable cert of office.

It's a measure of how bored I'm allowing myself to get that I'm seeking out the weird and strange of the net to help boost my blog. It's a bit pathetic really, but I know what my fans want.


Buh-bye.