This is exactly where I am, and it's as boring as listening radio 4.  I'm convinced i'm suffering from intense sleep deprivation but really.....i've just spent 3 weeks in bed all day and now my body is under extreme torture from my 8am starts.  I was supposed to be going out tonight, but sensibily declined.  I got invited to a Big Brother party, can you believe it?  What an absolute awful concept for a party.  Getting drunk and watching Big Brother.  I'd rather listen to radio four.

So tonight me and my thoughts will be drinking tea alone in the empty apartment.  Trying to think of something witty to write that someone might actually gain some pleasure from reading.   Unfortunetly, I don't, well can't, do witty.  So my mindless ramblings will have to suffice.

Today i was in a pretty fantastic mood, i think it was because of the rain.  It was that kind...you know?  Endless, harsh rain that floods just about everything.  It wasn't too cold or to too humid.  It wasn't overly windy so people's umbrella folded on them.  It was nice, horrible rain and made me feel great.  Even when a truck drove past and soaked me.

I even went home and tidied my flat, which is something i rarely do.  After this my "sleep deprivation" kicked in and i was feeling all crabby again.  So I done what most women do when they feel like this, i ate, i sulked and i moaned constantly about how terrible men were...and now i am here!

So what now.  Well now i'm actually tempted to tune into some Big brother. That is how bored I am.  Who knows, it could be interesting....?