What else? Not looking forward to going home to Sussex for the weekend, but mostly because it means I can't make it to B-Movie - things with my parents shouldn't be too bad. I hope. And I should be able to bring a few things I've been missing back with me, as well.
Odd nightmares last night about people on my course becoming zombies, and us having to impromptu-bless glitter gel pens and fish-knives to get holy weapons to fight them off with, and then about driving down Oxford Street on my own at ye gods in the morning and passing a small country house, outside which was a horrible accident, in which my mum had lost a hand. Strange.
I appear to still be sort of happy. This is good.
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