|Lastminute.com should sell last minute coursework
||[May. 3rd, 2005|11:43 pm]
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whoever made up that site lastminute.com is a genius, but they need to expand the stuff you can get on it. For example, Coursework. Its now 11:25 in the evening, and im still trying to put together a report on Trade regulations which looks like its been created by an 18 year old Geography student who has been studying the subject for several years, and has done deep and extensive research, by 2moro. So far it looks like an infinite amount of monkeys have been given an infinite amount of type-writers, and someone has tried to hobble a report from the jumbled up crap the damn apes have managed to bash out between eating their own flees. SUPER FUCKING DUPER. I would so pay good money if i could lastminute.com myself an ace piece of coursework. Get on all you entrepreneurs, theres a market here i'm tellin ya!
On a lighter note i had a pretty good weekend. Saturday night i went to Pizza Express where most of the evening was filled with small talk whilst all the hungry people waited for their food. I had a four seasons pizza and it was soooooo good. Then some guy who owed me money actually payed me back, but because i forgot about the money it felt like he was just giving me money for free, which was kick-ass. After that me and Tom went to Toast with Megan and Mercedes to be pretentious and drink very expensive cocktails. I had a Long Island Ice Tea, an Apple Crumble (which was sooooo good but way too small, they need to like serve them in bowls, or maybe deep dishes.) and a Bascilious, which tasted like a Strawberry smoothie so i kinda downed it (if u can down stuff thru a straw) only really feeling its effect a few minutes later. I think someone spiked Mercedes drinks cos even though she only had 2 she seemed very drunk and kept telling us how fantasticaly sexy it would be for her if me and Tom kissed. That so wasnt happening and we told her as much, but despite that she proceeded to spend the ENTIRE evening dreaming up rather kinky sex roleplays and scenarios and whispering them to Megan, and then trying in vain to get me and Tom to comply. I mean maybe she wasnt that drunk, is Merc normally that horny? I dunno. Only time will tell.
Today i spent most of the day trying to find excuses to go outside to enjoy the sunshine, even though i could hear my coursework calling at me like some sort of dying person who wont just fucking give up but insists on making you sit with them through each excruciatingly painful moment of their existence. I did catch some rays though, and sat on the grass feeling fat after eating a massive plate of Browny-cake thingy, with nuts and chocolate chips and melted marshmallows and banana slices in it. It was so good, but it kinda made me ill cos i ate so much of it. totally worth it though. Think there might be some left over actually. I feel a Midnight snack calling to me...