Alas, here comes a Carpathian!

I have had a shit week. To summarise:

1. I've had to memorise What Mussolini Did (at School) in the space of two days in order to successfully pass my history exam without getting a C and therefore have had a headache that will not go away.
2. I dreamt that I woke up and there was a dead man resembling Leopold Mozart in my bed. I then woke up 'four reel' and promptly searched my bed to see if Leopold was still there.
   
3. I was forced to do a maths exam, without a calculator, for one and a half hours, on a friday afternoon.
   
4. I have not bought anything from Marc Jacobs.
   
5. Um...I might get cancer someday. Don't 1 in 5 people get it? I'm 1 in 5 people.
   

On the other, more fabulous hand, I will go to the land of Wieners and thin dicks on the 17th. I am going to haunt the university and see if I can find a Russian podesta with a nose stud to fondle. Ahahahahahahaha see, that is an example of my brain being taken over by What Mussolini Did (at School).

I shall exeunt.