So i am sitting here in bed trying to get up. I smell like garlic because the meat i ate last night was seasoned too heavily. I'm getting a lift at 8... Bleh.

It's been fantastic to catch up with people the last few days. on a completely unrelated note, i just realised how tired i was/am. I could go back to sleep.... Then again being a walking zombie around the city is very appealing... Don't get me started on financial maths... And that's all i really needed to say. Apart from my desire to fall in love with someone other than one 500 years old. I mean will is great, but after a while the beard does get annoying.....