I AM NOT PACKED LALALLALALALA

BUT I had a revelation which solves the Great Bed Dilemma. I shall get a king single, wot is small enough not to take up my whole room, and yet big enough to fit two people comfortably (provided they like each other, granted).

Driving is bad for me

It means I listen to the radio. Which means I end up listening to things like this, and end up dorkilly liking them.

I can't decide if it's pop music cleverly playing with gender stereotypes, or if it's pop music being poppy and not even noticing the genderfuck potential... The video suggests the latter. I wanted more cross-dressing Beyonce, really.

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