Don't Ask Me How I've Been

Well, it would seem that the blog is, in fact, fix-ed.

Which is nice.

So you are going to get an abundance of posts, as I have had nowhere to vent my blogginesses, and so it has been trapped inside me - rather like wind, in fact - without any escapity. It turns out, you see, that it was my template that was buggering me up. I don't really understand why it would suddenly do that, as it has been fine for the past however-many-months I've had it. But that's life.

A little error sign just flickered up.

I bloody hope this publishes.

So, I've been told to thank Toemouse, for his contribution to the blog fixing malarky. Thank you blah blah and good luck in your life ahead.

Today, I went to Wimbly, and I bought three DVDs. Yes, I am bad. Very very bad indeed. They are: The Wedding Singer, Mrs. Doubtfire and Love Actually.

I am such a girl.

I was also given three more DVDs for Chrimble from Kris, Emma and Beth and Fran. I got: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Edward Scissorhands AND Kronk's New Groove.

Aie aie aie. I'm having like, DVD obsessive moment. Buying DVDs I don't need. Wasting ALL my money. And I really have none left, and I still have three presents to buy. Sigh and moan.

Maybe I'll get some Christmas money. I hope. I really do. Ah well, at least I'm more likely to revise for the impending mocks if I cannot go out.

Yeh, who am I trying to kid? I won't revise. Bugger that.

Well, I am tired, and bored of trying to work this bloody computer.

Good night, my chids.