Look at the time.
I'm in this mood again (no far from horny) that just won't quit, and more and more things are pissing me to hell off. GATT is driving me insane for now. The disorganisation is driving me up a wall. Grr. I thank the stars for Dirk being such a good team member for the project else I would just go off. He's keeping us organised. I can't say I am being very good at it because for instance, right now, I'm blogging, when I should be putting up new info on the site. I was working on it earlier, but some small detail pissed me off and I closed the fucking thing, and went on to write a ghastly bitching e-mail to the other admins.

I have to get out of the house early to get to UWI (bah), then to class. Wonderful. I'm not feelin particularly peachy about class either. Hearing the tutor's voice is half irritating - but somehow bearable. The secretary just annoys me a whole lot more. I'm hoping I'll be all creative in class. Every day you go you have to do a piece, so by the end you have about 16 pieces, which are printed and portfolio-ised. I hope I get a copy of it on cd as well.

Dear Lord give me strength to cope with blithering idiots today.

Stef cut his hair and is showing off with Shu's digicam and contemplated why he's here.
Stac is alive with no life (aren't we all?)
Stace is bogged with work and is apparently..."vanilla". Ok then.
McKain is depressed...as usual.
Miche isn't blogging...as usual.
Jade is fond of berrating lesser mortals - comme moi. We're bad like that. Sucr�!!!
Dr�'s birthday passed. He isn't bloging much tho.
Jus is...Jus.

Maybe I'm reading way too many of his blogs...lol...but then it could be my generally weird sad/happy/cool life. Back to bed.
Nasty amounts of work to do now. Fun.

Trace is still bitchy.