Really nothing I can say.

An accidental click brought me across this. A brief overview can be found here and the actual site of these... people, in the loosest sense of the word, can be found here. Just because I had to prove to myself this thing existed to believe it.

It's people like that which make religion absolutely terrifying. Why would anyone, no matter what they believed, do something like that to a sixteen year old?

I am quite literally speechless.

Oh, okay. Tiredness headache. *blinks*

Yeah, going to bed. Like I should've done three hour ago but... guilt-free internet! It was irresistible.

Fic tomorrow. Either Underneath 3 or PCtI smut!fic. Possibly even both though considering my flat is throwing a party tomorrow night - cause for grate woe, our parties tend to end in Bad ThingsTM and I'm seriously considering decamping to R's room next door to make her watch Fight Club - both isn't likely. But some fic. Possibly icons.

That poor kid from my last post though. Damn... people suck. *sighs*

Night.

Clo

Umm...

So I was just innocently lying in bed, contemplating the quietness of my flat - I swear, if I could go into anyone's room it'd be like having your own eight bedroomed house lately - when I heard the main door open down the corridor. Wondered if it was S and K coming back from their night out but didn't recognise the voices. Conversation went something like:

Man: Well it could be this one.
Woman: I don't know, it's-
Man: Or this one.
Woman: If we go and get the keys we can check-
*voices fade as they leave just before I open my door to demand whose room they're planning on opening*

So now I'm wondering if I should *go* back to sleep or if I'll get walked in on by random people, no doubt claiming to be checking something like the drainage of the bathroom floor or some such crap. The main thing that I hate about having to live in campus rooms, is that it seems absolutely everyone, porters, the boss lady, workmen - have a copy of your goddamn key and if you don't answer your door when they knock, they *will* just walk in.

Which y'know. Is a real nice thought. -_-

Clo

EDIT: Mystery solved. It was the cleaner and the porter, trying to work out which rooms were empty - two of the Cypriots went home yesterday - to clean. Only we were just chatting to the cleaner and she said the porter hadn't checked the rooms next door properly yesterday... and she walked in on someone by accident. *sighs* Yeah, our university people are all so professional.

And yet again...

Fire alarm. We wandered downstairs, were informed by porter that it'd be "at least an hour". Considering I was in pyjamas and flipflops and it was raining, wasn't too impressed. We did go over to L's flat and R's boyfriend let us in, but about ten minutes later, just as I was stealing L's teabags for a cup of tea, we saw the porters start to let people back into our block. *sighs* Really long hour there.

Yeah. Our lives are crazy.

It's not my party and I'll not stay if I want to...

Have decamped to wolves8 - R's - room for the duration of my flat's party for various reasons. No wolves8 is not here, she's out but my hostile takeover actually more like a case of begging for an escape has been staged with full permisson until such a time as my flat calms down. Mwahahaha. Except my coffee is next door and I (a) don't want to risk teh crazee of my flat and (b) I have no R's key and I don't trust wedging the door open all that much. If I get too sleepy, a coffee run may be in order though. Hhhhmmmm. In the words of Andy Roddick, "... it's impossible to do what we do 46 weeks of the year on water."

Out of context quotes. Yeah I need coffee.

But until such a time as caffiene deprivation drives me to do something desperate... I'm going to fic. It'll probably be the PCtI fic, since my brain isn't functioning well enough for Underneath but once I get my mind in order, should be plenty of fic from now. I hope.

Also, I now have the entire series of Lost on hand, and by tomorrow will have burnt it to DVD. This is indeed awesome. *cackles wickedly*

To fic! And coffee!

Clo