This is not a late night for me, it is an early morning. No idea how I'll staw awake during my lesson this-evening. Before I went to sleep I tried watching Dirty Dancing in order to keep me awake but I'm afraid, as with most fillums of that genre, it had the opposite effect. I give up trying to watch films that other women think I'll like simply because I'm the same sex as them.
Stephen Fry, please be my daddy. Or at least my uncle. I'd bring you tea in the mornings and tidy your desk! I'd make you really proud!
I might write something long, sarcastic and phsycho-analytical later when my brain wakes up but until then I'll let you fester in bubbling anticipation.
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