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Bah.
I'm ill, and so is Leen.
I went to work Thursday night, and everyone kept commenting on how awful I looked. My boss actually phoned me up last night to make sure I was okay!
It looks like we'll be entering the new year curled up in bed.
Start the year as you mean to go on, I say.
In good news, I got John Peel's (part) autobiography for £10, which I'm over the moon about. But I think I'll just cry all the way through it. I was looking at some of the pictures yesterday, and getting all teary eyed.
You'd think I'd be over it by now, dammit.
In bad news, the snow is gone. I love that they were calling it 'The Big Freeze'. Three days of snow seems more like mildly-cold weather, to me.
3 inches of snow and the country grinds to a halt. Gotta love Britain.
I'm dreaming about CSI. The less said about that, the better.
If I were gay, I'd so do Horatio.
The less said about that, the better.
Happy New Year to anyone who reads this. I hope you're all out getting drunk, or sexed up, or whatever floats your boat.
I'm ill, and so is Leen.
I went to work Thursday night, and everyone kept commenting on how awful I looked. My boss actually phoned me up last night to make sure I was okay!
It looks like we'll be entering the new year curled up in bed.
Start the year as you mean to go on, I say.
In good news, I got John Peel's (part) autobiography for £10, which I'm over the moon about. But I think I'll just cry all the way through it. I was looking at some of the pictures yesterday, and getting all teary eyed.
You'd think I'd be over it by now, dammit.
In bad news, the snow is gone. I love that they were calling it 'The Big Freeze'. Three days of snow seems more like mildly-cold weather, to me.
3 inches of snow and the country grinds to a halt. Gotta love Britain.
I'm dreaming about CSI. The less said about that, the better.
If I were gay, I'd so do Horatio.
The less said about that, the better.
Happy New Year to anyone who reads this. I hope you're all out getting drunk, or sexed up, or whatever floats your boat.