If anything, my cold is getting WORSE. Which is kinda obvious, since things always get worse before they get better. Or at least they are supposed to.
It's not like it matters.
I may go in the other room and sulk/hug my bottle of Diet Coke. Yes, that bottle.

I am posting waaaay too much on my LJ and not on my DJ. I don't even know why that counts.
I don't know what I'm on about.


I feel awful. I don't want to know what happened after I left, because it will be more fun.
Before you say anything, tell me how exactly am I meant to know all of the things 'I have no idea about'? You don't tell me, so really, what other view can I take?
And yeah, I always knew that you never needed me.

ETA: I have decided I will be very self indulgent when I get home and eat noodles. And maybe play with the Spiral layout. And of course, play Pokemon. I do love Pokemon too much than is good for me.

Oh, shut up, you children with your rambling on spies. Who are spies here?