Wednesday, January 04, 2006

I don't understand how a heart is a spade, but somehow a final connection is made

I now have Skype.
Yes Tim, I know you put it on my computer freaking ages ago, but I didn't know how to use it, so I removed it, and now have a shiny flash new version. Thing is, I looked up a couple of email addresses on it, and couldn't find anybody. The fact that I am a bit retarded was probably coming into play a little there. As of yet I don't have a microphone thingy, so can't actually use it to talk yet in a real talky way, but can IM to my heart's content. I have no money to buy a headset because I spent it all last weekend. Soon....
So, people that I like please be informed that my skype contact is claire-amelia.

I am going to the dentist tomorrow. I know I will have to get one of my teeth removed, which pains me greatly, but I'm sure its going to pain me even more to get the bloody thing pulled out, and then bridgework done to stop all my other teeth moving because my teeth are practically freaking perfect and I'm bolloxed if I'm going to look like one of those deep south hicks with gaps in their teeth I'll keep my perfect smile if I have to get up to my eyeballs in debt to do so.

Also, Nick Cave is cool.
As is Netflix.
And me.
My feet hurt.
I have to pee.
I really fancy a cup of tea.
A chocolate biscuit would be nice too.
My fingers are crackling.
My mum is obsessed with teatowels.
I had a really weird dream last night.
It's 1.31am.
Only ten days to go.
Blogger is being a little odd.