The bed's sorta ready. I've spent today watching Frasier and eating mince pies that mum randomly made. I've also wrote which should be finished soon.
I've been on Pokemon too. I'm heading towards the third gym now.
My arms are cold and my head's okish, though it was pretty bad earlier.
Mum's randomly alternating through emotions. I hate that.
I'm dreading tomorrow, causa the morning.