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After a slow day yesterday, where I wrote up some lab reports - all right, one and a half - Fiona, Ally and I went out with the intention of going to see Kill Bill. As I half-expected, it was full, so we saw Intolerable Cruelty instead. I thought it would be a bit rubbish, as romantic comedies definitely aren't my thing, but it was very entertaining - especially the part where Wheezy Joe got his inhaler confused with his handgun. The result you can imagine.
Some morons have spread what looks like crushed peanuts around the corridor. I heard them screaming zombie-like to each other at about two in the morning.
This morning I went to breakfast. Shortly afterwards I came back down again, set my clock to the right time and waited for the real nine o'clock.
Some morons have spread what looks like crushed peanuts around the corridor. I heard them screaming zombie-like to each other at about two in the morning.
This morning I went to breakfast. Shortly afterwards I came back down again, set my clock to the right time and waited for the real nine o'clock.