Firstly, and most importantly, my sister happens to have gayed the mouse by bashing the left click. Meaning I have to resort to use of the stupidly gay old upstairs PC mouse, which, allthough is considerably gay, is not as gay as having to do without the left click, but it doesn't have an effing scrolly wheel for arse's sake. She will pay for a new mouse, even if have have to convince her by manually inserting the old one up her bum. Argh. So, yes, latest events in the world of Lucy. I got to church at five last night, having done none of my music Industry coursework that was to be in for today, and I get a wonderful phone call from Clara to lighten my spirits. It went as follows (and, no, I can't be arssed alternating between bold and italic like I normally do. Especially seeing as I now have a gay mouse. Okay, so that HTML was essential...): "Ey up kid." "Hi Lucy, I was wondering, you know this music industry cousework? Well, do you know what to put for..." "I haven't even started it yet mate." "You're joking?!" "Nope." "Haha good luck, it's taken me, like 10 hours!!" I was gonna be home for about 11 that evening. My initial reaction: SHIT. Especially seeing as I also had a rondo to compose for today. Argh. So I crapped myself for a bit, then tried to do some in the sermon, but didn't get much done, seeing as the sermon was actually quite good (damn God and his sense of humour!!). Then at home and did it in about two hours. Cheers Clara! And then, I managed to blag another extension today for my rondo! Check Lucy being on fire! Mwahahahaha. Alex is pissing me off. Probably because I like him and he has the outright cheek to not like me. How dare he. It's just ain't on. Ugh de ja vous.