*channels McKay liek whoa*

[ekaterinn]

Oh, thank god, the asprin kicked in and I no longer feel like I'm going to burn up and die of fever and too many stimulants. At least I've handed in one of the two papers I had due. Of course, I still need to write the other one. And now I have "Waiting For Pete Doherty To Die" stuck in my head, thanks to the wonderful narie - I wrote the rest of the paper to it last night. *sings* "I haven't cried since Kurt Cobain..." And now I'm connecting it with Six Feet Under - the_acrobat you've corrupted me! And you're not answering your phone! *pouts* I need to do some more reading, so I'm gonna to go and do that. Don't blow up the city internet while I'm gone. *narrows eyes* *snaps fingers* *makes out with john sheppard*