Pathology and Cold Pie

I've had an inept day of sorts. I've floated like a bad smell through most of today's occurences, managed to eat way more biscuits than anticipated and lose 2 hours of English essay. So yes, thats why this yet again, quite pointless blog, is late due to having to rewrite it because i have the brain but not the common sense to fuck the world and not bother because i'd already done it once. I went to the flicks before and saw Pathology (which by the way, isn't great) and came home to THAT and cold pie, i wasn't hungry, on top of the biscuits i'd eaten enough fizzy sweets to make my tongue sore so it looked more like the guts i'd witnessed on the cinema screen for the past two hours than something edible, still ate some though, for the experiance.

I read two articles today back to back in the local news paper, one was about a new coffee machine at the old person's meeting point and the other about a woman who has discovered a vibrator you can plug into your laptop at the disposal of whoever you choose to engage in 'cyber relations' with. Wow, it seems including me and cold pie, everyone has their vices. Gone were the days you just typed about what you wanted to do to someone, apparently given their possession of a plug-in-penis their physical orgasm is at your finger tips. If that's not your cup of tea visit the OAP meeting point for a cup of tea, literally.

In self-important news, not only am i now in discussion with Oxford and Cambridge through referal by the college but i've been offered a one-week exchange to Holland, i don't speak Dutch but adore free trips. The decided title of my example-essay (to prove my intelligence apparently) is
'The difficulty in finding the truth about the holocaust', thats probably about as light as i get.

'We tumbled out of our respective days, like creatures shaken from a net'.