I'm feeling utterly, utterly paranoid today. And fat. Families do that to you.
Thursday, September 05, 2002
I'm leaving for Manchester in about an hour, and I haven't got a thing to wear, daaahling.
my brother asked me if I got a shag if I'd blog it. I said no. I mean, too many people read it now. Like A said, you have to *talk* to me for the really juicy stuff.
I'm feeling utterly, utterly paranoid today. And fat. Families do that to you.
I'm feeling utterly, utterly paranoid today. And fat. Families do that to you.
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