Ach, grr, nrrrg. *random gurgling noises of DOOM*
I am not a happy bloody camper. I havn't been out of the house in afew days except to a movie Anna took me to (Vanity Fair) which I really couldn't enjoy as I was dying. Head cold = evil mindfuck of DOOM! DOOM, I SAY! Guh. Colin finally called. We were supposed to do something today; he was going
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