  I want my five seconds in the Crystal Dome! The student photocopier (first floor) at Lilybank Gardens almost defeated me! The games is: You swipe your card; you get a minute to figure out how the hell the menu is organised; figure out how to get what you want; after that minute, your account is automatically closed, and the menu resets - therefore locking you in the room (corridor)!
... Mumsy! And all I wanted was a reduced size copy of my law notes. I'll apply those well-earned five seconds after the glorious comeback of the greatest show ever. Speaking of greatest things ever, I have discovered the greatest invention by the mind of man, of all time: I urge everyone to drop what they are doing (unless nuts kill you) and go eat one now. It will change your life, and the whole of society (but in a good way, even though it's American). Alan, everyone's favourite picture of sobriety, called today. Party on Friday, after the exams-are-over binge, before the finally-I-have-a-day-off binge. Nice. But he's scarpering off to Dublin with his &lt;female acquaintance&gt;. Alright for some.
Moreover, he's trying to weasel out of my "Good Luck Happy Family Super Mega Enlisted Visiting Compatriot Drinking Buddy Giga Laser Mega Ray Final Zero List" for Japan. *Shakes fist* The list is to be set in stone...and some kind of nasty ancient curse cast on it...yeah, that'll do. So the Americans have created the greatest thing ever...I'm sure there was a Scot involved somewhere. 
