Today I must do the following:
*Be dragged to Cannock *sigh*
*Go to Job Center *triple sigh*
*Blood donate (seems a bit unlikely noow)
*Transfer fics to device
*Find a way to seal off my room
I can't believe how stupid she's being. Stupid and stubbon and fucking childih. Apparently grandad had a go at her, so they've not talked since Monday. Bah, it''s stupid. It's meant she's been around here constantly and having a go at me. And it's always the same things over and over.. and fucking over. I don't want you having a go at me you stupid bitch!
It's driving me insane! Insane I tell thee!
She expects us to go in like 10 minutes.
Edit: My glasses are fucked.
Seen a van with Fletchers on it.
Apparently there's going to be another Star Wars book I need out April.