Hazard

i'm not feeling on as high a crest as I was yesterday, though I'm still feeling quite light and strange inside. Had a rather important conversation via that wonderful device known as MSN about my "inner searching", and it's proved useful. MeTVers will know more very soon, some of my MSN contacts may already know, those around me may hazard a wild guess, but..... wait and see. It's not illegal, taht's all I'm saying. ;)

Not that bad a day at ze grind today, although to be honest I can do without a 90-minute slog through the Magic of Shakespeare on a Friday morning... that's the only downside to studying english, you have to study someone else's work, which may or may not be a big festering pile of raw crap (William Goulding and Carol Ann Duffy in opposite circumstances) - still, syllabus is syllabus. I guess.

My recent highs have been brought down by incessant worry, though I'm a born worrier so don't you all go fretting, y'hear? Another weekend looms... I've got sod all planned, as usual, so I'm gonna see if I can get one or two of my mates round... I sorta feel sorry for disrupting their schedule, and kinda selfish.

Haven't you got it yet? I need a frickin' girlfriend! Moan, moan, moan. my bowels have been playing up again, GRRRR! That's the way the are, c'est la vie, but I'm getting sick and tired of relying on Weetabix in one extreme and having to sit on towels and discarded garments in the other. My life's one big hassle, don't let it get in your way :D

Right, I'd best go promote this, as people'll still think it's dead. IIA.

Heathcliff