Come back to texas

today was interesting, in that I pretty much had no work; I did have a lesson (yes, singular) but since it comprised entirely of watching a video (A Streetcar Named Desire which we're watching as opposed to reading because it's faster. We're doing it for our synoptic unit and have to cover as much post 1945 drama as we can), it wasn't like real work.

The rest of the day was spent playing cards, and finding devious ways to go to tescos buying alex a lemon.. he didn't want one but, and I quote him here "get me a lemon". this quote may be slightly taken out of context seeing as it was originally preceded by "do not" or some other negative form, but we had to think positive. So alex got a lemon. He claims it is a "lucky" lemon, but you know, I don't think it helped him at poker..

Karate has been fun recently, and by fun I my difficult and often painful, thanks to the whole "preparing for the grading thing" but meh. I may have decided to not go today due to tiredness, but you shouldn't believe everything you hear. it would be true in this case, but you should probably pretend it isn't anyway.

I've now seen every episode thus far released of scrubs. This depresses me in a number of ways. If you can guess how many and what they are, you might win a prize!

or a knife in the eye. it could go either way.