Bored. Very unlike me. House even more showhome-like than yesterday (also very unlike me), and as a measure of my boredom, have resorted to doing laundry. I've chatted with an ex on msn, which was very good because I didn't once have a desire to murder him. And having text half my address book and established that all my locally-residing friends have more of a life than me, I'm now going to go furniture shop mooching, alone. Hell I might even come back with something useful! And what would be even better would be to lose this headache that's been plaguing me all bloody weekend!
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