There will be no capering nimbly.

I am now blogging for Fringe, sort of. I put that 'sort of' there because is one of the coolest things to happen to me in recent memory and I'm really nervous about jinxing it. Anyway, my first write up is here and it makes me smile

My first exam is in five hours.

No, I am not panicking.

Yes, that was a lie.

I've gotten to the point where I hoard any books that seem relevant to my needs and use them to make a fort around me. When I get around to figuring our which ones are actually worth anything to me I have to bring the rest back, shuffling around like Richard III.

Yes, that's what I'm studying.

I could use this as practice for getting all of my (uninformed and unoriginal) ideas out there, but I'll save my word-vomit for this afternoon.

Instead, let us take this time to appreciate how sexy Ian McKellen is as Richard. We are ignoring the fact that McKellen doesn't like girls, is much older, and that Richard is a creeper of the highest calibre.

Oh, and RDJ has a slight role in this film version, for those who don't appreciate McKellen's obvious appeal.

You should be converted now.

Follower Love-Fest #2 : V. SIRIN

I'll be honest, I don't know a whole lot about the saint vitus blogger, but what I do know is enough. She makes delicious-looking (and, I'm sure, -tasting) pies and is shares my talent for chronically destroying the elbows of sweaters. She is also a brilliant artist who creates images combining gorgeous lines and startling attention to detail.

Now, back to panicking.

Annnnnd we're back. For real this time.

Mortimer lives, and let us rejoice!

He might have a screwy CD drive now, but that will be sorted out by the start of next week. IhopeIhopeIhope.

Life is pretty good. I mean, I'm in a state of panic about exams, but nothing that some awesome video messages from home and a lovely friend's insistence on making me dinner can't cure.

Do you know what's crazy? The fact that I have twenty-five followers. That means that I now how as many followers as I do entries. Not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but it certainly has me excited. In honour of that, my new plan is to end every entry with a little blurb on why one of my followers is awesome. This will be an imperfect plan, as it seems that some of my followers are just pixellated silhouettes. It doesn't mean that I love them any less, but it does mean that I can't see their profiles. So, in advance, let me just say that I really, really, really, really love Erin, Stephy, Cassie, and Laura. They're super-foxy.

But this entry ain't over yet.

First, the big news. Well, big to me.

I'm going to be writing for Fringe Magazine's blog. I just e-mailed them my first 'assignment' and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't stupidly giddy.

If you're not familiar with Fringe, click it and educate yourself.

And please read that last sentence in Pleakley's voice.

It's just a really great collection of art and writing that wouldn't otherwise make it to the general public. And all the cool kids are reading it while they wear their Sketchers and write notes with Milky Pens. Those things are still hip, right?

And now,

Follower Love-Fest #1: TRICIA

Tricia is the babe behind Stop the world, I wanna get on!. When she's not being a professional sexpot, Tricia is bringing the world of fantastical world of polar bear cork boards, beautiful nail polishes, and the bleu cheese crisis in Lithuania. One of those might not be entirely true. What I'm trying to say is that Tricia is the bee's knees.

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Just got a text that it's dinner time, so I'm out like Scout.