These lips don't part for just any old reason

So the School of Journalism and Communication is setting up one of those dodgey-as-hell campus radio stations and I get to do a half hour programme. Outside of flamboyant yaoi panels I don't think I've actually talked for thirty minutes straight ever. Maybe I should just play "Art of Life" >_> It's going to be an ecclectic segment where I chat about freaky shit on the Internets and articles from weird countries, so essentially I'm Fark. I think for my first show I'll start off with something I'm more familiar with- "Crossdressing Japs and the women who love them." I'm sure the one person who tunes in will think it's just spanky.

Also, FUCK I accidently read what happens in the last episode of Life on Mars! Shit sucks, I was actually enjoying that show D: *cuts self*



So I'm just sitting here looking at brand and being fat while not working on my Film and TV assignment. Ugh, I wish I had a tripod to use tomorrow. This is all going to be shot on my digital camera (no biggy, many students are shooting their's on a phone) so it's going to be awesome JewTube quality.