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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, October 25, 2002

The problem: My supervisor was planning on going overseas for most of November, which made problems for the whole me writing thing. He's now been pretty much told by the uni that he has to stay and supervise. Which fucks his own research entirely. So, motherfucking huge pressure on me to be ready to submit in exactly one week's time.

Not fucking happening.

The answer: Screaming loud vampy goth music, yelling my lungs out, in a huge effort not to put my foot through something large and expensive.

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