Can Unicorns Even Do That?

Youtube has series one of the Renford Rejects, Nickelodean UK's finest production.

Yes, I'm sad.

I loved this programme when I was about eight. Jason was my first TV love. I am weirded-out by how young he looks to me now.

Took a look at his IMDB page and he's gonna be in an episode of Robin Hood (when it finally returns to our screens...whenever that is.), which is quite exciting - get to see what kind of actor he has become.

Anyway, links to first episode:

( A slice of my childhood )

I have to narrow it down to just one? But I love me my sloth, lust, gluttony, anger and envy! I can take or leave greed and pride, mind you.

Right, ok.

Of those five, I would have to say that these days anger would be the least. I only seem to get angry when I'm home with my family.

Next would be envy, but it is connected to my lust. I think I might be developing a blonde complex due to the guy I currently fancy saying he prefers blondes.

Right, probably next would come the lust, as the height of me being hormonal seemed to be when I was fifteen and fancied every other thing with a Y-chromosome. So four years later, I'm still pretty lustful, but not as bad as before, but that doesn't really say all that much.
EDIT: I think the fact that I have a tag for lust says it all really.

Gluttony comes a close second. I spent most of Christmas eating chocolate. I go on late night trips to the vending machine for Wheet Crunchies/Nik-Naks/Daim bars. I made myself some spaghetti and Balti sauce at about half one this morning, while I was watching some old-school Desperate Housewives. Eating is fun.

So that would mean that the winner was - duh, duh, duh, DUH! - sloth. Oh, I am so slothful!
I only got up about an hour ago (1pm), and am not bothering to go to my 3pm lecture, which is only possibly cancelled due to the snow, as my 4pm lecture is definitely cancelled. That means I'm totally in the middle of a five day weekend, as I haven't been into Uni since Tuesday, as Wednesday my lecture was postponed for non-snow reasons, so I spent the day in bed 'til about 4pm, today's lectures are cancelled (as far as I'm concerned), and I don't have anything on a Friday, ever.
Basically, I do a History course (with lashings of Politics/International Relations), which are renound for their lack of contact time. Ok, so I should be reading when I'm not in lectures/tutorials/seminars, but I don't really, not all that much. Also, I leave all my essays 'til the night before they due before I even start them.
I am the Queen of procrastination. I'm doing it right now. I should really be off to ASDA to stock up on supplies, as all I have left is honey, orange juice and vodka (As I'm sure you can tell, only two of these ingredients go together.), but instead I am writing this.
I could go on, but I am too lazy to bother.

Zapper = remote control. For some reason that's what my family call it and no one else. Although according to my French dictionary, I once noticed the verb for to "chanel hop" is zapper, so maybe we are speaking French?

Screw not doing it deliberately! Eavesdropping is great! One of my all-time favourite hobbies. I just love knowing things, people don't know I know, and this is one of the best ways to find some of that shit out.

It's great here in halls, as the walls are so thin (This is only an advantage when it comes to eavesdropping on conversations. For example, when my neighbours start having sex: iPod time.), you hear all the conversations going on in the corridor, without having to leave the comfit of your own room.
Earlier I heard the story of how one of my neighbours gave a great rightous-indignation speech after she walked in on her ex and her sister's friend having sex on the floor of her sister's room, during her sister's party the other day. I was able to multi-task due to thinness of the walls, as I could listen to the story and browse the Internet (What I'm doing instead of writing the essay I've got due for Monday.) at the same time.

Public transport: also great for dropping them eaves. Once heard a guy on the phone to someone talking about how he was sure he wouldn't get done for beating someone up. Nice.
Even if you can't understand the language people are talking, you can still eavesdrop. You just listen to what they are saying, and then make up your own translation of what they've said. This probably results in conversations that are a lot more interesting than they really are. Whatever, when you're riding the bus by yourself, it can get pretty boring.

Of course, there was also the period of time when I regularly eavesdropped on my brother's phone converations. He was in some of sort of love-triangle as I remember, so it was like having my own personal soap opera.

Lhasa Apso. Definitely.

I know this thing is meant to cure writers' block, and so initiate a flow of opinion, and everything, but I can't be bothered to go into why Lhasas are the absolute best right now. They just are.

Some form of pain killer.

And staying in bed.

Thought I would have a hangover today, but, no, turns out I'm still drunk. It's almost half three in the afternoon.

At least I haven't thrown up in the sink like I did the other day.

It's ok, I'm a student.

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Very, very addictive.

The only difference to other addictive games, is that it's actually productive, because it helps get food to some starving people, and you might also learn something too.

It was a joyous (and this literally was the word for it) moment when I logged into UCAS track this morning to see the words "congratulations" (which was good enough, but then) and "Leicester University".

I think I may have convinced myself I wouldn't get into Leicester.

I was right to think that as it turned out, because when I got my results I hadn't got BBB like they'd wanted.

My results:

Why do electrical fires only ever happen when my parents leave me to go off on holiday?

I think the microwave nearly, almost just caught fire. Smoke came out of it.

It didn't quite billow, but it would probably have gone that way, had I not pressed "cancel" in time.

It occurred because I used it for a function I'd never used it for: the "grill" setting.

This was due to after I realised I hadn't toasted the bread for my cheese on toast, before putting it in the microwave to melt the cheese, I had the bright idea that putting it in again, this time on "grill", would maybe give it a bit of crunch. 

And then came the smoke.

At least there was no actual fire as far as I could tell, unlike when the toaster caught fire.