I went to two post-mortem examinations yesterday. Y'know, for Valentine's. I stuck my finger through someone's heart (symbolically).

And I cried.
How Embarassing (sung, a la Vega-tables from Brian Wilson's SMiLE)
I didn't cry until I got home, though. I'm not that much of a soppy gurl!
Now I'm going to eat four packets of chipsticks, two mince pies, and smoke my pipe. All at once. Yeaaaaaarrrrrrrgh.

( Look Ang, Mine's Bigger Than Yours )

It's my driving test in five hours, and I CAN'T CALM DOWN.

Did you know that only 43% of people taking their driving test in the UK pass it? And that includes people on their fifth go, who can't really fail.

Give me some of that LIVEJOURNAL FORCE!

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!

Has anyone tried poaching an egg in some soup? I don't mean in a nice Chinese/Thai sort of soup, I mean in Heinz Cream of Tomato, or something.
I'm tempted.

THANK YOU, scottybhoy!!!
I owe you one.

I like it when people have pictures of themselves as their user pictures. I like seeing what people look like, and the pictures they think (rightly, of course!) make them look nicest. Everyone should have more pictures.

My user picture isn't of me, by the way.

My journal is friends-only, because I'm paranoid and mad.

However, if you leave a comment, I'll befriend you with almost no thought.