|01:53 pm - Signs that your brain is indeed a strange, strange place|
So, I'm currently printing out my Creative Writing drafty thing, to hand in today (which makes two homework pieces down, two to go...)
And looking over it... well, sometimes I manage to boggle myself.
I mean, a large part of it consists of a conversation about the end of the world between a man, and a parrot named Napoleon.
I have absolutely no idea how I come up with this shit.
In other news, Day Three of the Lexicon trial. Things should probably easy off on that wank until we actually get a judgement.
Current Mood: confused