markdienekes

Oh goodness...I could wake up to him, and then go downstairs and eat Alpen, and listen to his music, and just have all my mornings Shatner-fied. It would be the best life.

I think last-minute workers are normal...they're the only type I've encountered at my Uni at least. Unless they're liars. Bar my productive day, I'm a panic-until-the-last-minute-er

I may have caused the death of a wasp yesterday. It was kind of injured on the floor, and I may have covered it with a glass for 12 hours...and it may have passed away...