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[beccaelizabeth]

I went to college
I did a presentation. Badly. Everyone else had more words. I just read out some dictionary type stuff. But hey, I used my own voice, so call it a win.
Then we watched some Soviet somethingorother film.
I felt it could be massively improved by the introduction of zombies.
I feel most films could be improved by zombies, really.
Especially the black and white ones about the workers / working class.

Then I decided I was tired and grumpy and I'd had enough so instead of staying and talking to the support person I went home. I got a cookie and I caught the bus even though it should have left ten minutes before. And then I walked home and the car stopped before it ran me over.

Have I mentioned I fucking hate crossing the road? Really. Even if it isn't dangerous relatively speaking, I really fucking hate crossing the road.

Now I'm going to go sleep.

And tonight the recorder will record Torchwood, so I don't even gots to wake up for that.