could it be… SATAN?

Oh, Dana Carvey. How I miss you.

Dude, Hagan won by almost 10 points. Pwnage!

I heard some of Hagan’s acceptance speech on the radio. I was secretly hoping she would be like damn right i’m an atheist bitches! suck it! I would have marked out hardcore.

No I think it’s just pneumonia, though the TB crew have been all over both of us and basically don’t believe we took our meds. I don’t know why they let me out, I was too shattered to pay attention. I guess it’s a good thing. I have meds and stuff to take.

Natalie’s house is the only properly not-cold house I’ve ever had the priviledge to live in. And I was there in the summer, how unfair is that… you doing alright?

eh, I’m alright. Just want to get better and go back to work. Even if it is raining.

You don’t have to like anyone who feeds me. Ah, she’s just one of those fiery girls who are great one day and all bitchy another… though I really do think she was only ever so mean to me because she was a bit scared of me, and I think I deserve a lot of respect for working this out, as it is completely insane that anyone should ever find me intimidating!

Me and K are mates again it is totally lovely. I feel like a bit of a shit saying this because she is having a rough time at the moment but you have no idea how much it means to me (not like I’ve had the best month either, so we can cheer each other up!) In honour of this, I have been writing immensely long retrospective entries about all the people I’ve failed to fall out of love with. How do youdo that anyway? Poor mate. You at work, or calling in sick? Tabby says I am not allowed to sleep over hers because I cough too much and will keep her awake, to which I tell her I work nights thank you very much and she, understandably, accuses me of lying about being a bouncer.

Hunter is doing much better. He bounces back quicker than I do, bastard. It’s summat to do with bodyweight I’m sure.

Arrgh! Chirp notes everywhere. Beatrice probably doesn’t count and I didn’t write about her much, she was this much older spanish lady that messed with my head when I worked in a hotel. It wasn’t her fault, she hit a lot of my incredibly raw spots without really knowing, I don’t think. http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D321666&entry=20568

I have to do some physiology revision! Are you being looked after ok? You know, for all the telling off I got about being ill and miserable and alone!

How are the evil parents these days? I want a proper sav update… whine, whine, whine. Here’s mine: I keep going to catch up sessions where they are confused as to what I’ve actually missed, which seems very promising; sex with Tabby; eating loads of chilli chicken in exchange for praise for her cooking skills (need to get her and John to have a competition, which I will eat); more sex with Tabby; work; went home at 4, got up at 7, in library on early pregnancy mishaps. I possibly need coffee.

well are you dead or what!?

Don’t compare me to jeremy you make me feel such a cunt. He didn’t do ANYTHING.

Aye. thanks. for talking to him and that.

no I heard them for years. Read some psych textbooks recently and never knew that’s what they were before. I just called it being fcked up.

yeah, when DID that happen? and thanks, am trying really hard to be/sound/act better…

Ah… though, you’re probably less smug when it’s a necessity, not just to deny me personally the pleasure of seeing you topless. It’s the smugness I really love. Go to sleep, sweetheart. The nurses are there.

Yeah. Curry is good.

hi, favorite sister. I came back to opendiary to find you via the internets, but will go away again if you’d rather. love, a.

chelsea chelsea you dance so slowly sucking your sleevethe boys get lonely after youleave ben in the pub all day last day of holidady i am druk and haven’t had sex in amillion years but so very happy, i amnnot so skinny any more you know make me not call kira