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Two facts about me.
1) This has actually been the case for a couple of weeks now, but whenever it is quiet, the sound of my brain-voice goes like this: Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto.
For the last couple of days, a little confusingly, my brain has also been throwing in Frank at random intervals. Then I wound up picturing Frank Iero and Ianto Jones in the same place, and all I could think was that Ianto would tower over Frank. Also they would baffle each other. Also, attack of the killer vowels. IANTO IERO.
But mostly it's just Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto.
2) I should really be writing up my Last Paper Ever, No Really, Ever. It's due on Thursday and then, assuming I did not somehow blow my grade in this class to the point of failing, I will be (rather anticlimactically) done with my Masters. And after this, no more schooling ever, please beat me to death with my own shoes if I start talking about it. I just have to write this one last little eensy stupid paper.
I think the don't wanna goes without saying.
Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto.
For the last couple of days, a little confusingly, my brain has also been throwing in Frank at random intervals. Then I wound up picturing Frank Iero and Ianto Jones in the same place, and all I could think was that Ianto would tower over Frank. Also they would baffle each other. Also, attack of the killer vowels. IANTO IERO.
But mostly it's just Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto.
2) I should really be writing up my Last Paper Ever, No Really, Ever. It's due on Thursday and then, assuming I did not somehow blow my grade in this class to the point of failing, I will be (rather anticlimactically) done with my Masters. And after this, no more schooling ever, please beat me to death with my own shoes if I start talking about it. I just have to write this one last little eensy stupid paper.
I think the don't wanna goes without saying.
Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto Ianto.
