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Bleurgh.
Slay has gone to Durham until Thursday night. Thank fuck, i have the house to myself for a bit. However:
I didn't sleep last night. I know my sleeping patterns suck arse, but I can't sleep for more than an hour before my bladder wakes me up. This is not good.
My neck must be bad again, because the numb spots are back.
My eyes won't stop burning and running. Not like allergy-itching, but burning like the time I had arc-eye when I was eighteen.
I'm cold. The heating is on, I'm wearing jeans and a jumper and thick socks and I'm freezing.
I think I'm going back to bed.
I didn't sleep last night. I know my sleeping patterns suck arse, but I can't sleep for more than an hour before my bladder wakes me up. This is not good.
My neck must be bad again, because the numb spots are back.
My eyes won't stop burning and running. Not like allergy-itching, but burning like the time I had arc-eye when I was eighteen.
I'm cold. The heating is on, I'm wearing jeans and a jumper and thick socks and I'm freezing.
I think I'm going back to bed.
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*wraps you in a blanket and feeds you chocolate*
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