The sheer ridiculousness of the Lali.

(I'm impossible. I'm trying to get my room here at uni sorted out so I can pack up and GO HOME tomorrow (*whines, begs, pleads*) come hell or high water (trains are fast, we'll escape both, it'll be fine). This means that I have hidden my internet cable from myself so I won't get distracted.

Oh, hello, wireless network. Ooh, shiny... I'll just check my emails. And tw_finishedfics. I'll have to come to a decision about that tomorrow or Thursday. And I'd best just check my friendslist. And oh, that site, and there was a thing on Youtube, and that random article on Wikipedia looks fascinating, and ooh I didn't know there was an online database of speculative fiction writers, I wonder how out of date it is, and wasn't I going to check the rules for that competition? and oh yeah, I meant to join that LJ comm the other day, and hey hang on, I should have posted at that RP site by now, and oh, people I talk to have popped up on MSN, and...)

Home if you disconnect the wireless, Lali, come on now, you can do it. There's a good girl.

But post this first.