Happy SPN day, folks!

Me, meanwhile? I'm soaked. My car has been leaking antifreezer again, so it was back to the shop with it (just before we turn it in and get the new car, omg the timing, it sucks so hard) and back to buses for me. So, it's pouring outside and I'd forgotten my keys and I had to go and wait under a tree until I could call my mom and tell her to open up for me. Ugh. Oh well.

I'm kinda really happy with the way my first illustration of the semester for Graphic Expression class is going, and then on Print class my brain turned to mush because it all sounds so complicated and am I really supposed to do this for a living? My God. o_O

In other news, I didn't dream of Who last night, although I did dream with John Simm (or rather, Sam Tyler) and with this guy I kinda still have a crush on. Man, but I miss him so so much - he was just so much fun to be around. *le sigh* That, and roasted pigs. Yeah, I don't know either.

LOL LOL LOL

Oh man, I just read that Neil Gaiman met John Simm (who is married to the woman that plays Una in Stardust! I so didn't know!) and he went 'a;sldjfasldfjdfj THE MASTER' AND John Simm went 'as;lkfjlsadfjlsjf THE SANDMAN.'

LOL, WHAT. AS IF MY LOVE FOR THESE MEN COULDN'T GROW STRONGER. CURSE YOU, NEIL AND JOHN, FOR BEING SO DAMN ADORKABLE.

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While everyone and their mothers are watching SPN, I'm watching twenty-years old British television, LOL.

Also, YAY, DALEKS.