August 27, 2003
*runs around screaming*
My index finger is still numb. I am really bored of this whole illness thing. I have a stack of paperwork to do regarding insurance and unemployment and council tax and and and. Ugh. This is ridiculous. Could someone come and boot me up the arse please.
2:09 p.m.
and my toes
a brief run down.
do not covet wordly goods
jobbing
twats