We're heading for Venus. And still we stand tall. Cos maybe they've seen us. And welcome us all.

I am not in the mood for writing tonight.

So I am probably about to spew bollocks from my ever moving mouth.

Well, type bollocks from my ever moving fingers, dashing across the keyboard with the speed of a striking slug.

I don't feel like blogging, but neither do I feel like revision, or

*gasp*

Spider Solitaire.

Perhaps the most addictive card game invented in the whole history of the universe, nay, of TIME. It really is my favourite thing to do on the computer. I could sit there for hours, attempting to complete the game in less moves than I did last time.

117 moves.

That's what I want need to beat.

I suppose I could surf the internet for dodgy porn sites or rubbish games.

Nah.

Talk about the effort.

I feel so...listless, I think is the most apt word. Maybe I ought to go back to the gym. Eat healthily again.

Maybe eat a bowl of Crunchy Nut, that always lifts one's spirits.

No Jess, revise. You NEED to pass English, or you may take a gun to your head.

Kidding dear readers!

Do not worry, I wouldn't dream of killing myself.

I'd be far too scared.

Ok, I'm off to attempt some revision, but leave you with this final thought...

IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!

DUH DUH DUH DUUUUH, DUH DUH DUH DUH DUUUUUH.

Sorry.

Moment of madness over, folks.

Peace and love.

xxx