Yep me again, here she goes, moan moan moan. Costochondritis is flaring, and I really hurt which is tough luck when you can only taking pissing paracetamol. On top of that my heads killed for the last few days, and it won't budge. But, hopefully now I think I've made a decision or two about a few things it might ease. Don't know why I felt the need to mention that but
Am fat, hot, feeling shite and got bad gas.
Actually I do know why I'm wound up, but will have to see H on saturday which ok is still 3 days away, but I know he's going to make some comment or other about how I look God I wish he would combust. Wish I could scream in his face right now