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Sorry about lack of constructive (or, indeed, any) bloggage lately. Truth to tell, with exams coming up my mental process most of the time consists of 'fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck no no no must not panic must not panic they don't really count for anything don't worry you'll be fine fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck', and frankly that doesn't make for very interesting blog reading.

So, in other words, there's likely to be a sad lack of blogging for the next few weeks. Sorry. If you had the most intensive exams in the world coming up you'd probably feel more than a little concerned too.

Oh, and I have plot bunnies for Empire Records fanfics again. *sighs* Oh sure, write fics for a rather silly film that only about five other people in the world appear to have seen. Going to get you a long way, that is. But Lucas and Joe keep lurking in my mind and whispering how much fun it would be to toy with their psyches for a while. It's rather offputting when you're trying to revise Ovid.

The Rent obsession seems to be spreading somewhat. Which is all to the good, I think. Nice not to be the only one listening obsessively to the oddest musical I think I've yet met.

Comments

I loved Empire Records...it so made me want to work in a record shop. ^_^;;

Oh and stress not about mods (well, alright, try not to stress *too* much...not at all will be impossible. ^_^) You'll do great, you know a lot more than you think you do, I'm sure. And if all else fails, just write CATULLUS OWNZ j00 across your paper...well, that's what I've learnt about Classics this year anyway. ^_^

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