Watching a sweet as documentary about the Big Bang on The Science channel...debating on setting three different alarm clocks so I am not late for work again.

Mentally preparing myself before tackling a mountain of washing up and wondering how the fuck I got this lazy.

I'm procrastinating.

wathcing the color of magic, while contemplating pulling my finger out and getting on with some music i should be writing/recording

Supposedly learning the solo to Fatal Tragedy. A fun assignment form my guitar tutor.

which I took to avoid writing a critique on "Bioclimatic and vernacular design in urban settlements in Brazil" by LC Labaki and DCCK Kowaltowski, a fun assignment form my university tutor.

While in fact I am drinking unwise quantities of elderflower wine and futzing around on the interweb.

Saying goodbye to someone on facebook... whilst getting ready to go and make some food, then eating it, with an episode of Man v. Food on also

Then... thinking, Gay. I should be in bed. I have a test tomorrow which counts 15% towards my grade this year.

Though, I am silently confident I will pass, so... shhh, its ok.

Also now, I am in the process of sobering up, after having had a few drinks

Then... thinking, Gay.

after having had a few drinks

fix't

Breakfast yo. Then work, yo.

Laboriously dragging on shoes...7ll, grape swisher and ginger ale.

Trying hard to finish an essay that should have only taken a week. While munching Wagon Wheels.

werkoot -> work

It's 23:36 and I'm Cleaning the fishtank. That is not a euphemism. At all.

Ripping the audio from Mike Patton's Mondo Cane performance in Amsterdam... Been meaning to do this for aaaaaaaaaaages.

Thinkng of how much stress can my heart endure.

Thinkng of how much stress can my heart endure.

In an emotional sense or a "woooooooo look at my fat layer!" sense?