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May. 23rd, 2005 01:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doyleHuh. You know, Rocket Fuel brand coffee makes one very alert. Like a meerkat. If that's what I'm thinking of. The long animals that stand up and look at things. They have them at Belfast Zoo, although now I can't remember if they actually do or if that's gophers and meerkats are the ones in The Lion King.
I have also had Kick. Kick is like Red Bull, only cheap and nasty and good for making you shake for five minutes after a glass if you haven't had it for a while. The shops are full of Rocket Fuel and Kick and BPM and Pro Plus because it is finals week and they know their student audience... I don't mean audience, what do I mean, consumer market? Doesn't sound right, but something, their something wants lots of stuff to make them stay up all night.
I am learning lots of things about condensed matter and surfaces (for my exam is on Condensed Matter and Materials Science). I want to write fic where Fred is doing her finals and probably smoking pot with her friend, but Fred would be me and the friend would be my friend Keith (who very nicely lent me his notes and talked about Star Wars with me) and that's Mary Sueing and is bad.
Break over. Back to work. More coffee! And buns, if we have buns. I demand to know why we don't have buns.
I have also had Kick. Kick is like Red Bull, only cheap and nasty and good for making you shake for five minutes after a glass if you haven't had it for a while. The shops are full of Rocket Fuel and Kick and BPM and Pro Plus because it is finals week and they know their student audience... I don't mean audience, what do I mean, consumer market? Doesn't sound right, but something, their something wants lots of stuff to make them stay up all night.
I am learning lots of things about condensed matter and surfaces (for my exam is on Condensed Matter and Materials Science). I want to write fic where Fred is doing her finals and probably smoking pot with her friend, but Fred would be me and the friend would be my friend Keith (who very nicely lent me his notes and talked about Star Wars with me) and that's Mary Sueing and is bad.
Break over. Back to work. More coffee! And buns, if we have buns. I demand to know why we don't have buns.