And you know what else? Sometime in the depths of last night, I developed a wart on my knee, and that's just awesome because now no-one will ever love me. We all know that people who have a little wart on their knee are to be SHUNNED and probably I shouldn't have told you but oh come on,
Mum says I shouldn't blog about the wart because "a wart isn't something to be proud of, Ally," and "no-one will be impressed," but I'm pretty sure she's just jealous that she doesn't have one. If anyone wants to buy my wart - I hear that is how you get rid of them (apart from, you know, modern medicine), you get someone to buy them and then they go away - please, be my guest. Bidding opens at $5 but there are no guarantees, this is not the Warehouse, if you end up without any warts of your own it is not my fault.
In summary, posts may be sporadic until Lapi - for that is the highly imaginative name I have given my godforsaken laptop - is back in action; please continue to love me despite the you-know-wha(r)t.
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