Oh Jesus. It's my lovely day off and I was planning on sleeping loooooaaaads and then...my sister goes... "Monica, can I have my black top back? I need it for today." Said top is in the washing basket. I'm awake before 8am on my day off. There's no skimmed milk or a spoon to eat my cereal. I'm tired and hungry.
Great day.
Back in a bit to talk about my night with Mike.
Love,
Mon xx













I eventually washed up a spoon... it's a hard life...
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23/11/06 @ 08:19