I keep seeing persons younger than myself dressed in various school uniforms and laughing, inwardly.

My all round messiness has hit a new low too. Not only can I not see my carpet, but the layer of stuff ON my carpet is, on average, a foot high. And I'm finding it increasingly difficult to use my mouse as there is a coffee mug (ugh, I just looked inside it), a Hello Kitty watch (one of the five I have), some glittery black devil horns (that I wore ONCE, on the Millennium, and never again), a mascara, an eyelash curler, two packets of star-shaped beads and a bottle of nail varnish remover, laying on its side. This isn't the stuff I have on my desk, this is the stuff that is in contact with my mousemat.

I would take a picture of my room but that would involve finding my camera among all this junk, and I can't be arsed.

My Reading wristband has become water-logged from the bath I had this morning. Someone suggested taking it off as it's probably harbouring squillions of bacteria, but I vow to wear it until it falls off due to natural causes.

I'm going out tonight. Yippee, yippee, yay!! I haven't had a night out in Stevenage since before Reading. It'll be like getting drunk for the very first time, only this time I'll try to avoid any rivers if I decide to walk home.

# Come get your black bin bags, whether bi or straight or bender...

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