Saturday, December 15, 2007

WHEN.....OW, IT HURTS TO TYPE

Maybe the bar in town selling cider is a bad thing after all. I got trollied last night.
God, I am proper rough today.

I took Jeremy for a wander through town today and ended up on the swings. He does not understand swings, then again... I must not either. I went on one, lent right back on it, he walked in to my head then my hair got covered in snow.

I climbed up the ariel tower outside to see if I could make it work. I couldn't, but I didn't fall from it so thats a good thing I suppose.

There is fat chance of me going anywhere today, my head gives me grief if I move

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