Swan Song

Still feeling crappy and wondering if I have in fact, got the flu or something. Which, you know, isn't all bad - it means I can do things around the house such as entertain the cooker man and do the washing, it's raining anyway - so it's incentive not to go out.

In fact, Rocker's brakes have gone on the car and we haven't got it into the shop yet, so we're pretty much grounded at the moment, as it is.

I'm going to - be still my beating heart - walk down to the store shortly and get some teabags and Heat magazine, and then I am coming home to cook a comforting dinner and watch Scrubs.

The Cat and I are currently working through some neediness issues (on her part), she can't leave me for even twelve seconds and this morning I woke with her paw literally tangled in my hair. Honestly, it's like I have a small child with four legs.

And I am absolutely flabbergasted that there wasn't even one Oscar dress for me to coo over. Having run through the so-called highlights, I am left pining for the Bjork days - remember how genius that girl is?