My fear of insects (or insectophobia) has reached a new height. Today a strange fly flew down between my tits and remained under my vest top for some time, biting me. At first I thought I was being prodded with a large thorn, only the thorn was manoeuvering its way around my stomach, chewing my delicate skin and leaving a stinging nettle-like rash. Woe.

Also, I've just got back from seeing the Day after Tomorrow. What can I say? The film made me very sleepy. And this is someone who's taken Proplus talking.

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