Just.
Now where were we?
When we left our hero she was hanging off Big Bens' minute hand with the stolen microfilm stuffed into her bra. The Nazi spy pursuing her had put away his Luger and was simply waiting for the clock to tick its way from the horizontal safety of quarter to the hour and towards the certain vertical death of midnight...
No. No, wait...No, I remember now. That was a dream. I was the Nazi. The part of me was played by Russ Abbot, the part of Big Ben was played by the talking clock from Beauty & the Beast.
No. When we last spoke I was whinging on about showing myself up for a shallow, callous, moron on Twitter.
Yeah. So.
You know that episode of Futurama where Bender starts going out with Planet Express Ship? Yeah, you do. And there's this montage of Bender singing Daisy Daisy to it. Her. Whatever. Here it is.
http://youtu.be/mu_9gADvmyg (Can't embed for some reason)
And then Bender walks into a room and is all
"Well, I'm sick of her"
Yeah. That's pretty much me and Twitter.
Actually, that's pretty much me and being alive at the minute.
End of Act II
*I haven't, however, been doing any science. Except for not tidying the bathroom to see how long it'll take for someone else to clean it. That's like an experiment or something isn't it? In which case, I've totally been doing science.
