Yesterday...
Music: Skid Row - '18 and Life'

...Was a total washout in non functional, hazy, hangover hell. I actually had the cheek to somewhat feel pride in the fact I managed a plane journey and to get to my friends house without physically being sick, which took quite a lot of concentration and breathing on my part, and thankfully by 10/11pm I was starting to feel slightly more human though I apprantly still looked like 'death warmed up' To which I replied 'but how would you even know if I was sick or not feeling well, death warmed up is my normal look and I quite like it' heh! I am such a clown.

Anyway, I am going to get off this thing kinda asap, as always when here and using my friends comp I will repeat my mantra of 'dial up sucks' though we are going to see Meet The Fockers tonight which I'm really looking forward to :D and is cheering me greatly.

**p.s. I has been a day, 1 day and I'm already fretting and missing the furball *sniffle*