Radox+jaffa cakes+new chicklit (that I honestly didn't buy in my ban on the BOGOF offer at tesco)= great bath.
Next time I get a lighter, I'm not letting boy's Godfather anywhere near it. He's buggered up my Fightstar lighter. I couldn't have my yankee candle in the above formula (would have changed the equation to 'perfect bath') ... unacceptable.
Also unacceptable - certain disorganised companies treating my friends like rubbish. It's voluntary, they do so much, don't treat them like crap. At least say thanks ... even I'm going off you.
Fired Up is a weird film. Thanks again, boy's Godfather.
I really think my big toe nail is going to fall off soon. It wobbles, and has ripped right across. It's only held on by the skin underneath, but there's half a nail under it so I may be sick.
I want to write. So bad. But never get the time now summer's here and boy thinks he can stay up all night.
I fell in love with New Found Glory last night, all over again. The Truth Of My Youth is something I always connect with, for some reason. Why don't you get it together now, Failure's not flattering ... (also an awesome song) ...
I wish Dell would email me. I applied for a new computer, using a company discount, but I also went for the monthly payment option and that needed some loan or other and they're "making their decision" over today and tomorrow. Please stop the torment, I've already got the moolah sorted!
Certain guy on facebook I've been pretty good friends with last few years - stop being a douche. So you don't like it, get off my damn status from last week. Get Over It. I already am, you're just irritating now.
Tonight's pizza will come back to haunt me tonight. Fun times, fun times!
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