This is not, emphatically not, an ideal world. ~shrug~
I woke up this morning with Right Said Fred stuck in my head, read a couple of chapters of a book about a transvestite irani and the two women he gets to know in London, and then got guilt tripped in the most unfair of ways. I see nothing to smile about.
Today I go shopping to try to find my dad a birthday present which he'll pretend not to like, the ungrateful bastard. ~hits parents with stick~
I am in a really really bad mood. Do excuse me.
I didn't do lyrics yesterday and haven't time just now. Remind me & I'll do them later. ~s~