Under the weather, and a new post

Well i am just in love with this picture. Andy found me the link to the website you are beautiful and i think it's amazing. People send in an envelope with a stamp and their address to the website, and the website then sends you a collection of stickers, like the one above, with You Are beautiful written on it. all the website asks in return is that you send in a picture of where you stick the stickers. I well wanna do it.

I don't really like myspace anymore. I still go on it almost every day becuase, as Leila says, it's just force of habit, but i really hate how people have become obsessed with it. I think it's all very fake.

I feel like death warmed up today. I woke up with a banging headache and a throat (wait for it cat..) as rough as a badgers arse. most days when i feel ill in the morning it goes off by the late afternoon/evening, but today God has taken it upon himself to keep me feeling like this invalid that i do at the moment for a while longer. Well it's a good job my plans for tomorrow have been cancelled then. Although the prospect of waking up to 1. and empty house with 2. nothing to do all day, really makes me want to go to sleep and not wake up. Increasingly i have fuond myself feeling like this and to be quite honest i am tired of it. I am ready to be motivated now, so if anyone would care to help me get off my fat arse and actually be bothered to do something it would be muchly appreciated.

I've learnt to be myself more in my blogs now. Before i think i was writing them for, an audience i guess. Now, i'm just writing for, myself. Or prehaps just for the hell of it. Same difference i guess.

I don't tihnk i could rate today very highly. I look like a whore who still has make-up on from nights before, i feel like curling up and dying, and i've had to work doubly hard becuase Kate Herbert had to be fucking sick didn't she. And i don't even think tonight was worth worrying myself over, prehaps tomorrow will be.

Anyway, i have to finish here becuase i have other things to do such as gleefully search myspace for some unsuspecting trend setter to spy on, or wallow in my own self pity.



that's all folks. (rememmber that of some Disney program?! was it like bugs bunny or something? i don't remember.)



hannah.