Joe Scaramanga has reminded me:
Six pork pies and several cans of Red Bull over the course of 24 hours is the only way to do your dissertation if you want to guarantee successful failure that includes as part of the route having to use a calculator to divide 3000 by 10, at six o'clock in the morning.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 27 May 2011, 12:09, 3 replies)

Ah yes
I remember that. I did my dissertation in the last four days and printed, bound and handed it in with five minutes to spare. Not much sleeping took place, and I should've caught up on my sleep instead of going out and getting shitfaced.
( M3rx likes the Asian ladies, Fri 27 May 2011, 12:11, closed)

Precisely this.
The following morning I genuinely, genuinely enquired of my house mates who the FUCK had trashed my fucking room while I was out, only to have them instruct me that the state I had been in on return meant that I couldn't have found my arse with both hands, a map and a torch, and thus had only managed to get to bed via my CD collection, stereo, kettle, desk and bookcase.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 27 May 2011, 12:35, closed)

Buzzing yer tits off
on caffiene and pig eyelid
( Joe Scaramanga with a G-double-O-D vibration, Fri 27 May 2011, 13:15, closed)