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[hathycol]

Whilst a poster fell off my door last night, I highly suspect that was because my room is strangely resistant to any kind of white-tack. I was not, unlike the majority of my flist, affected by the earthquake, which is a bit of a shame in a sort of strange way. Oh, the perils of living a squillion miles from pretty much anything but the North sea.

I love the fact that we, as a nation, are horrified by the prospect of one man breaking his pelvis because his chimney fell on him whereas stories of hundreds of people dying in earthquakes in other parts of the world is about the fourth item down the news for all of a day.

On other news, I am probably failing my degree via sitting around the house and a shiny inability to get out of bed. FAIL.