Slit [my] throat with a broken heart...

Mood a bit crap
Wearing blue Levi jeans, green Abercrombie & Fitch hoody top, pink socks, black belt, black Republic wooly top thingy
Eating/Drinking Extra peppermint chungy
Hearing MuteMath - Control
Dreamt about steve merchandise and Shakespeare (inc. Macbeth with no ears, reciting the same lines over and over again. My made up lines... they were pretty good actually.)
Present MSN name Have you ever gone a week without a rationalization? ...Rationalizations are even more important to us than... sex, even...
Talking to No one
Last text from Bone (haven't had a text in ages, no one loves me)
Word of the Day overcome [poverty, please]

Btw, to feed my CSI obsession/addiction: here's an update. 5x20 may be an amazing episode. I hope that the writers don't change what's happening in it. I want a really disturbing and shocking episode. I want angst.
And that's all you're getting for now.

Tell you what, when I get my job, I'll tell you everything I know about the episode, even though it's actually only me who cares - but hey, anyway.

I'm pissing off now.

Forget me. MAKE POVERTY HISTORY

Mood a bit crap
Wearing blue Levi jeans, green Abercrombie & Fitch hoody top, pink socks, black belt, black Republic wooly top thingy
Eating/Drinking Extra peppermint chungy
Hearing MuteMath - Progress
Dreamt about steve merchandise and Shakespeare (inc. Macbeth with no ears, reciting the same lines over and over again. My made up lines... they were pretty good actually.)
Present MSN name Have you ever gone a week without a rationalization? ...Rationalizations are even more important to us than... sex, even...
Talking to No one
Last text from Bone (haven't had a text in ages, no one loves me)
Word of the Day overcome [poverty, please]

Well, Wednesday was the worst day ever. Seriously. Tuesday night I had an evil headache and the beginnings of an ear ache. Dunno what happened, but it came quite suddenly and it was v. painful. A splitting pain through my head like I'd been stabbed through my ear with a screwdriver... searing... bloody... agony...
Anyway, I got to sleep after being drugged up at about half past twelve, bear in mind - I went to bed at seven cos I hadn't been feeling well anyway.

Anyway, I had 1 hour of sleep and then I woke up in agony again. I went to the doctors in the morning and got some antibiotics. I am still having problems with my ear, but the pressre is evening out, the stabbing is nearly gone and so are the headaches, but I am still having problems with my hearing. It'll get better soon, I hope.

But, while I was in pain after I went to the doctor I was wandering around the house and I shut the kitchen door on my hand... ripping a lot of skin off. I cried and I'm not ashaed to admit that. I spent an awful lot of Wednesday crying. I had to go to the doctors again to have my finger bandaged up - I was bleeding very heavily. But oh well.

Oh, and I haven't been on for a while cos my internet was down - there was a problem with the PC and the whole thing needed to be reformatted on the C drive. I wrote a brief blog the day after it went, but I can't access it. When the PC is working properly, I'll put it up. But for now - I'm sorry Zippy.

And now? I have worked out a deal with my folks about the shoes. I have to make my target for the orthodontist by sometime in June. I went to see Jon Davey on Monday. I like him so much more than Annette (who is the spawn of Satan, anyway). He said that I can have treatment regardless of what I do. But he recommends I keep my brace. He said when I'm done with it, we can throw it on the floor and dance on it - well, at least he has a sense of humour.
I hope I can make some progress. I really want to get this over and done with. I'm not wearing it now cos of my ear; which is unfortunate - because I seriously want to do this now. 10-12 weeks of agony, and then it's over. It's facking over. I cannot wait.

Watched Girls in Love today. The lovely Russell was being a two-timing-twat and he got dumped. Does this mean no more Russell? He isn't on the credit listings for next week's episode. I'm afraid it means no more Russell. Such a pity.

But anyway; I got my breeches and socks from Mick on Thursday, I had wanted to stay at fencing but obv I couldn't cos I was ill. I like my breeches except for the fact that the velcro on them is useless if if I am to bend down or whatever and they have hardly any stretch panels on them, but otherwise - they're cool. Fit well too. Well done, Mick-my-man. :) (Saw JY too on Thursday, he has a nice butt.)

Actually, talking of getting things: I got my Lawless & Tilley book today. Havwen't read it get but it's in mint condition and it's really rare. I saw it on a random surf along eBay. Damn, I love that site. I've been looking everywhere for this book for about 4 years. :D

But, enough about getting - more about giving: I don't have the energy to write something heartfelt right now, but I still wanted to say this:

MAKE POVERTY HISTORY.

Doesn't do it any justice, but I want those people around the world who have nothing to have what I have - and have enough so that even they can whinge about it. Why should I be any different to them? I'm not. They're no different to me, either. Make a difference - donate what you can. And on that note, I'll leave and watch Comic Relief before I go off to die somewhere. Ciao.