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'My Corduroyed Life' - Mark A's Journal Gah! I am suffering from all three... First thing first: I'm ill. I've puked, I have 'problems downstairs' and a permanent ache in my stomach. I have no idea how I became ill, but I'm guessing dodgy pint or dodgy pizza. What is really worring me is that I may not be any better for New Years Eve celebrations tomorrow, and that will be so gutting. Drinking coke on NYE: how bloody awful will that be?! I'm back in Manc after my lovely week in Wolverhampton, and got the 'train' back. However, due to rail repairation, the train was actually a coach to Stoke, a train to Stockport, then a coach to Manc. Instead of the usual 1 1/2 hours, it was more like 4. A four hour journey when one isn't very well is grim. I also had a date tonight, which I have had to cancel because of illness too. [fume] Couple this with the fact that I've been really rather thick, and I'm not a happy bunny. I'd been 'blogging' in a WPC file on my brother's PC, and had a massive amount of written text to post. I emailed the file to myself so that I could finish writing it, and then post it up when I was back in Manc. However, I emailed an NT Word Processer file to a PC that uses Word 2000. They aren't compatible. Arse. Have fun, M Current mood: Current music: Contradaza by Vanessa Mae. |
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