We would have a fine time living in the night

I don't even know how I found myself in the middle of a conversation about tartan-patterned condoms, teen porn, and incest. But then, I've been in talks about harems, puppy sacrifices, this, and this (both being in the category of things that you - once having seen, can't unsee; also wrong on every possible level).

(After this paragraph I have the nasty feeling my blog will be flagged by the police.)

I was about to say something about my inability to concentrate after it 7 pm and watch a film instead of spend the night talking to people and eat carrots on the webcam. Also, now that I have free time on my hands, I should start working on the medical centre but this is yet another thing in a progress. All of my thoughts evaporated when I realised my mobile was ringing but it was too late to pick it up. Such stuff happen when you've put on your big headphones, trying not to disturb your studying flatmates with loud music. Oh well.