i'm hung-over, but it is not one of those boring old alcohol hang-overs.... oh no, that would be way too easy, its a hang-over that consists of a mixture of chocolate and children.
my house is completely trashed, as is my spirit. it seems to me that everyone is trying alternative means of driving me to the edge, (singstar?) i mean if they really want me dead surely something as simple as a single bullet would be better? much more humane thats for sure.
anyway i won't be keeping you with my complaining for long tonight i just wanted to get that little bit off my chest. so i am going out to buy some dinner because i cant see my kitchen at the moment, i think it is buried under all the chocolate boxes and wrappers.