I'd advise you all to keep well away, but pretty much all of you seem to be doing that fairly well all by yourselves.
I've just been watching a programme which called itself 'Real Sex' and ran features on artificial body parts and comedy porn movies. Is anyone else seeing the irony there?
I love Channel 5.
My neck hurts. Ow. ~sigh~
I mean, everything else hurts, too, but hey.
I close my eyes and all I can see is despair stretching on into the future, and I wonder why I plan to get up in the morning, and I think maybe I won't.
When I feel like this it's usually best to stay in bed. I have nothing to do for the entire weekend and I shall be lonely and miserable. Bah.