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I'm quite stressed today. Phoebe was ill in the night and was unable to keep her antibiotics down, so we went to the doctors' for the second day in a row. She's really miserable, and there is nothing I can do. We bought some colourful bendy drinking-straws and some fizzy pop. I love her so much.
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to Bi Underground tonight - I don't think I'll be ultra-social. I'll be sitting in the bar area where it is quieter and non-smoking; I'll be happy to talk to people though, I just don't think I'll be particularly good at approaching people/small talk. Phoebe won't be coming as she's too ill.
Ooh, some wonderfully gruesome events advertised here. Victorian surgery. Death. I've heard about that museum. It was featured on Front Row in June/July.
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to Bi Underground tonight - I don't think I'll be ultra-social. I'll be sitting in the bar area where it is quieter and non-smoking; I'll be happy to talk to people though, I just don't think I'll be particularly good at approaching people/small talk. Phoebe won't be coming as she's too ill.
Ooh, some wonderfully gruesome events advertised here. Victorian surgery. Death. I've heard about that museum. It was featured on Front Row in June/July.