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Oh Hamster, I'm going to start campaigning for Jeremy and James to lock you in a padded room and feed you only on soup and marshmallows. I can't help thinking of Final Destination and wondering if anyone can have such death-tempting bad luck and have it be coincidence.


I'm also a little ashamed that the moment I read that he's okay, I crossed my fingers that he hadn't been in the Morgan and when it said he was... I may've wailed out loud a bit. I love that car. AND HE'S SMASHED IT. INTO A BLOODY NISSAN. You silly cock Hamster. Sigh. Please stop crashing or we will be forced to wrap you in cotton wool forever.

I'm really glad he's okay.

~

While looking at news about Hamster, I also found pictures of a new submarine shaped like a dolphin. Oh my god how freaking awesome is that. It's gorgeous.

(Except Hamster should absolutely not replace his Morgan with one because knowing him, he'll probably find a way to crash it into a submerged tree/oversize fish/the Loch Ness Monster. Seriously. No.)

In my new year tradition of trying new things, I'm testing Firefox, which I've been meaning to do for ages. So far it's good. I love the whole tab thing. I do keep opening IE first out of habit but that'll wear off soon.

Hamster got a pie in the face. *grin* Good TV, though Clarkson is so going to mock him in the next series of Top Gear.

... I had something else to say, I'm sure I did. Um. Something, something. No, it's gone. I saw my first tennis of the year today but got bored and wandered off because it was only Grosjean vs El An... the guy whose name I can't spell. I thought we were meant to be getting Hopman Cup coverage this afternoon but they played silly buggers with the times and moved it from 2pm to 7pm, so there's not a chance I'll get to watch it with the 'rents firmly ensconced in front of the TV. Looking at the listings through to the end of February, it doesn't look like I'll be missing much of importance aside from the AO. I hate having Roger playing the Rotterdam Open though, considering Holland is a bare 50 minute flight away and it's more than a little tempting to skip uni to go. Which, considering I have essays and projects and creative writing portfolios to do over Easter this year would be a bad plan. Alas. One day.

I have so much to do, I'm trying to decide where I should start. :-/