Stuff and nonsense.

The 'yearbook nomination' forms are up, and so far I've been nominated 'Most Likely To Go To Jail' and 'Most Likely To Go Into Space'. I'm obscurely pleased by both of them. Even if the first was only for trying to take over the world.

Yesterday we had Church People for dinner; even worse, Church People with Small Children. I spent several hours playing a Really Stupid Computer Game with one of the Small Children (and occasionally her younger sister). The premise was that a walking M&M with eyes needed to collect red diamonds on each level. The first two levels were reasonably straightforward, if a little beyond her ability, but the third was absolutely impossible. (Even my dad hasn't been able to do it yet.) This was quite frustrating, especially as my period was already two days late by that point. At least the chestnut stuffing which we hadn't tried before actually turned out okay, and the crawly child (1 year old, I think) only attempted to destroy the VCR/digibox/printer/random cables and didn't actually succeed.

In other news, my period is now three days late, and counting. Plus, I have a miserable sore throat, so it's probably going to be in hiding for the duration of what is probably going to turn into a cold.

At least I didn't dream of trains again.

Me dead.

I have the sneaking suspicion I have already done most of this survey. But I need to distract myself from the Mechanics homework, due next lesson, that I haven't done. Del, this was a *really bad time* for me to turn into you, y'know... I hope you're happy.
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My period started, so normal service should be resumed shortly. (i.e. I will be a zombie for the next few days.)