Pierre.

Pierre, my housemate, communicates with preference by odd little scraps of paper tacked to walls, pieces of furniture, doors, or kitchen appliances. Recently, he was responsible for 'QUIGG - the toaster that makes people HAPPIER' (imagine a cheap no-name German toaster, of the brand 'QUIGG', with a newspaper image of Chirac and Schroeder laughing like loons, and underneath a handwritten note: "WHY are they happy? It's SIMPLE. They use QUIGG - the toaster that makes people HAPPIER!") Today, he replaced the standard cleaning list on the fridge door with a list that proclaimed "US ARMY BOOT CAMP", and included activities such as "invasion of the living room", "covert ops in the kitchen", and "nuclear strike on the toilet".

I'm scheduled to do do the nuclear strike on the toilet this week. Anybody got some plutonium for me?

Just found out that I have one exam more than expected.

I will have to sit

- prehistoric societies and landscapes on the 12th
- media and society (sociology) on the 20th
- landscape archaeology on the 22nd

Also, I have to hand in an essay on the 30th.

Bye bye, fanfic writing plans for the next five weeks.