candypop

I've had the dullest day in history. I've watched too much Fawlty Towers. I'm actually starting to think Sybil dresses rather foxy. Look at the little minx!



I made a gigantic raspberry smoothie, had some bulgur with chicken and salad for dinner, and topped it off with some cookies, this resulted in a belly that seemed pregnant with a nasty alien. God I feel sick.



My mother is driving me crazy. I wish Martina wasn't in Malm. I should've gone with her!

Tomorrow is my birthday and I most of all want to crawl under a brick and stay there 'til it's time to go to Cardiff.



Better make it three. See how bored I am here? I actually googled "brick". Well done, internet, for giving me endless information I couldn't possibly use or want to know about.

This also came up in my search for bricks



Quite pretty I think.

Oh well I'm gonna go watch some more Fawlty Towers then. Don't mention the war!



(John Cleese is a genious.)