Another e-mail from the psycho ex from hell telling me I'm not allowed to talk to fluffymark or emarkienna or emomisy (if he's there) at B-Movie, which is going to make it really difficult to give them presents of any kind. I might just ignore it. But it's upset me a lot since the things she says about what I did at Electric Dreams are almost entirely untrue. I'm writing back explaining the truth of it but I know she won't listen. Ah well.
So not a great start to the day, and I'm also very scared. Thanks to all who wished me luck yesterday...~shakes~ Not nervous, mum, honest. Really.
Gods, my father. Crying is really bad for singing, but never mind. ~sigh~ ~curls up around cushion~