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Have I ranted about the Japanese guy who sits behind me yet? No? Excellent.

RAAAAAAANT!!!!

Seriously, this guy is friendly, nice, hard-working, and never a bother even though we sit chair-to-chair at our desks. The problem is that he is constantly muttering (and swearing) to himself in Japanese. And it's not even very complicated Japanese--this is the kind of stuff you could pick up from a few episodes of Bebop, for crying out loud. You don't have to be a fanboy to decipher it, is all I'm saying. And it's distracting because I do understand it, but I have to think about it first. And aaaaah!!

Why not just tell him to stop, you say? Because I firmly believe he has no idea he's even doing it. He sounds so quizzical half the time I'm certain he has no filter for his brain that lets him know he's speaking aloud. Very annoying and weeeeeird.

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Hello, I am the space where TrinityVixen's brain used to be.

I'm a bit vacant at present because TV's just gone and watched "Blue," an episode of series seven of Red Dwarf.

You see, there was a spot of kissing...




...and suddenly the brain was out of here. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. It just popped off on an explosive burst of giggles, and was never seen again.

(How adorable is it that Lister actually misses Rimmer? It makes me actually like Lister a little, which was, as far as I could guess, impossible to this point.)