For a good chunk of my day I kept imagining a really camp dinosaur just constantly roaring, or rawring as I like to imagine. I don't know why I've been thinking about dinosaurs, maybe it's my new dinosaur poster that Sibling got for me yesterday. Yeah, Sibling came to visit yesterday evening and we had mac and cheese and it was the best evening ever! RAWR. I think this picture just summarises the image in my head:
So onto business now. Well, not business exactly, more like how my day went. It was okay. It wasn't the greatest. but it wasn't shit. This time I managed to hear my alarm and got to my 10am meeting. It wasn't really a meeting, more of handing over money and making a presentation, which was pretty swell with me. I foolishly agreed to do the talking for Thursday, which now means I have to present for everyone. Dammit. It's okay, it's only a few people, not like the whole class and third years. If that was the case, I would walk out in a dramatic, but classy, way. Speaking of dramatic, I told Pixie that I would perform a monologue for him to capture how he is somewhat deep since I couldn't summarise it in words. Alright then. He's a werewolf apparently, which would explain the beard, even got a picture of that fine piece of facial hair.