This is a picture of a dot. My computer died yesterday, taking all my pictures with it. I have had to improvise on the blog decor.
I am currently trying in a thousand different ways not to expire messily all over my lab bench.
The Killers killed me. Snigger. How is that for a sentence that should never have been written down?
It was so worth it though. There were violins, bubbles, rains of fire and confetti, and mr Flowers in an incredibly tight pair of pants.
And I could swear that I heard him sing: "are we human, or are we hamster?"
In fact I do, I swear it on my voluptous D cups that I do not have.
Not only that, but the line "I got ham but I'm not a hamster" was definitely a possibility too.
The hamster lives.