Things draw to a close - much to my barely supressed terror

Well nothing much is happening here at the moment. I've got one essay still due and I am seriously dragging my arse about writing the damn thing. Once I hand it in, I have no more uni. I don't think I'm ready to graduate. I'm feeling a little panicky about it all. I've been writing job applications and I'm frankly terrified. What if I get a new job but find out that I suck at it? It's all rather worrying actually.

But on the bright side, we are going to see a couple of my favourite bands on Friday night - Halfday and Love Lies Bleeding (please don't mention the thing about the passing resemblence to Kevin Bacon - I'm trying to move on). I'm really looking forward to it actually. Although Becc-with-two-c's has promised me that she will be abstaining from tequila which is somewhat disappointing.

Also Venerable has invited us girls to his house for a sleep over on the 26th. We hereby swear to eat too much, drink too much and watch terrible movies before falling asleep on the lounge room floor. To get an invitation to this exclusive occassion, I had promise to share my bottle of vanilla vodka. The only potential problem I can see is that only Jammin' J has hair long enough to braid - and it's only just long enough. I guess I could take the Springer Spaniel, she's pretty furry.