If you don't believe me, I don't believe in you.

This week I have exams, driving tests, job interviews, applications and an assignment due in.

And I've never been so bored.

Is it even possible to be bored and in a blind panic at the same time? Well, clearly yes, because that's me right now, but seriously. Wtf.

Listening to the Bugle is a lovely antidote, though, and this weeks was so sweet. Righteous indignation over Iran, then a lengthy bout of self-mocking from John. First he talked about the GQ shoot, and how they'd photoshopped him to oblivion and back, and how he didn't blame them. Then they were talking about The Guru and Andy still hasn't seen it, and John was instructing him to wait until he was on his deathbed and then watch it at his bedside, because by the time it's finished he'd be smothering him with a pillow.

I love John Oliver.

And so... I made me some John Oliver icons!

Boredom is decreasing. This is good.

And I just saw something shiny, so bye bye...