Miserable Londoners. Coughing and spluttering over everyone else. Inconsiderate, selfish sods the lot of them.
I never get ill. For God's sake, its unethical!!! I'd rant more but it seems to be worsening my headache.
On top of that, I have myself a direly evil life-determining exam coming up, rather quickly. Time has just escalated, exponentially. The world is against me today.
The only up side of today was the discovery of Nikos Vertis. Bloody Gorgeous...
Gary Sinise was my highlight yesterday, and today :) Ahhhhh.... my headache has lessened with the thought.
Oh yes, the painting saga has ended. Thank the Lord. My brother has come to the conclusion that by having him obsess with perfection and completion, and work himself to the bone till he fell ill (ah, so he was the source of the cursed virus that has rendered me grumpy and energyless!), his wife is trying to kill him. Dear me, the paranoia, the delusions.....
Its a bit much, non? :) Qu'est-ce que tu pense?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment