Today has been mostly spent re-listening to old Le Tigre albums in my bedroom, quietly bemoaning the fact that I will never, ever be as awesome as Kathleen Hanna.
On the plus side, my hair is beehaving. Get it? BEE-having? Like, it's a beehive, and it's...ach, never mind. My excellent puns are wasted on t'internet.
I also met my all-time hero under the bright lights of Hamleys. Move over Oli, there's a new fancy man in town.
Lego Darth Vader - now THERE'S a project. Sadly I had to make do with a £1.25 motivational Lego-lady that I created (ahem) myself. The pink top is to remind me to introduce more colour into my wardrobe. The ponytail clip-on hair is to encourage me to grow my locks long. The gun is to keep me focussed on my long-term goal: to stage a military coup and take on the world from my balcony.
Dissertation calls! Over and out, comrades.
Betti Baudelaire xxx