Lifestyles of the rich and famous are tiring. Very tiring. ok, i know i'm not rich, and not exceptionally famous, but I'm tired nonetheless. And as my nails are drying (typing, believe it or not, makes them dry faster... something with moving and air blowing....), i took time out of my busy folding schedule to tell you about yours truly. MOI. fuck, there went one nail, hang on, i'm reapplying varnish. damn teacup, didn't see it there! aaaanyway, slept last night, a whole 11 hours. It felt wooonderful (imagine a nice, lovely, morning stretch, u know, a sunday morning one) and ooooh, i got up at 12. o the satisfaction! Then i farted around until 2 when I realised i had better do something, or it will be midnight before I know it. And now, well.... now it's 9.15. I cooked dinner, did laundry (fuck, must go check that) and typed in 7 pages of my research paper. i'm a bit worried about that.... it's in english, and it's not supposed to be. And I've also realised that of the 4 weeks I've had Basis of Law.... i went only the first week. : S. i can't figure out how it happened either. 3 weeks have just.... disappeared. goddammit. I'm fucked on that front.


well, i've managed to make this cheery, as always :P actually, apart from the need for a back rub (still without willing participant!), i'm well, and happy enough..! No, seriously... i am :) And the trees have gone all lovely and green cuz it's been so warm. excellent. Right, now i'll go check my MSN, start chatting, and forget all about my laundry sitting in the machine. No worries... i'll manage.


MUAH!!