I need chocolate. Bad. I've been trying to think about other things for the past two hours and it's just getting worse. But if I want chocolate that means a trip to the corner shop. And I'm half in my new pink polka dot PJs, which means changing. What a dilemma.
I had every intention of taking the new housemate out tonight, but it didn't happen. I was tired, she was tired. I feel like an old lady, I just wanted to stay in and read my book, and do laundry. What happened to me? I used to be fun.
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