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Well, it's the weekend, and because I need a new CD to occupy me on the way to school, I've made a CD. Because I can.

Alanis Morisette- Ironic
The White Stripes- I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
Audioslave- Cochise
Blur- Crazybeat
Bowling For Coup- Girl All The Bad Guys Want
Thingie from the Matrix- Chateau
Electric 6- Gay Bar
AFI- Girls Not Grey
Jane's Addiction- Just Because
Liszt- Danse Macabre (Don't ask me to explain, I can't.)
Marilyn Manson- Dope Show
Placebo- Pure Morning
Rammstein- Du Hast
Tenacious D- Wonderboy
The Vines- Get Free
Rammstein- Sonne
Muse- Time Is Running Out
Rob Dougan- Clubbed To Death
Something Corporate- Punk Rock Princess

Funfunfun. That should last me until next week, anyway.

And now I'm in the mood to sit by the computer, and eat fattening food, and drink tea ("Drink!" Sorry, can't help myself) and read fanfic, especially since Megan is out at Alex's tonight, and the house is deliciously empty. Hmmm. Problem- have no suitable food in house. I ate all the cookies (and they were goooooood) and there's no chocolate.

I think.

*several minutes later*

Well, I found a Crunchie. There appears to be a large chocolate stash in the cupboard, but informing Mum of this made her twitch and growl protectively. I think it's hers, and I won't argue. Do Not Meddle In The Affairs Of Mothers With PMT, For They Smoke A Lot And Are Quick To Anger If You Mess With Their Chocolate Supply. So I nabbed a Crunchie and ran away again.

One last thing-