Yet another reason why I hate her today: instead of being left alone so I could call a certain pretty angel, I'm being dragged with her to Walsall to look for a stupid bloody washer.
Bah. It means I miss talking to my pretty angel. Unless...
Anyway, I've ordered Heroine and the Alien Autopsy soundtrack to spite her. Although the soundtrack ain't being sent for ages. I want it causa the Dorks and I've no money to buy it if I see it.
Meh I gotta go now :(
Back later, where I'll be fic writing and watching random things.
Edit: The bitchleft me behind! GAH!