I am an LJ whore

I have been up all night.
I have been writing.
Editing even.
And now I am here, just *checking in*.

I am feeling a little strange.

Poor Little Strange, that's all I can say.

Had an interesting discussion about eggs and discipline. Now, I find myself thinking of Charlie and the chocolate factory, and what a Good Thing that would be.

O.M.G. there are Amy Lee wallpapers! Evanescense are so yum! She does a *you are listening to Virgin Radio* thing, and it's like no, Im listening to my heart go boomtittyboom!

I am a net-whore.
I am a whores-bitch.
I am a whores-netwhore-bitch.

And Rhona is never going to speak to me. I stared at her bum. And now I really dislike her second favorite cheese! What is to become of me! I think I might get a beagle called Onion.

Oh, and just in case any of you were wondering... Amy Lee is taken. She is mine. She is flying in especially in early November. She might be bringing Eliza and Angelia too, but well, they are a little exhausted...

*Snap back to reality*

And despite not having gone to bed I am running late.

I am amazing.

one word -

STAMINA

Oh, no, there's another

SINGLE

Of course, I cannot add *sane*, but then, as Meatloaf said - Two out of three ain't bad!

I'm going to, erm, not sure. Pack. That's it. Pack. Today I visit Richard. Tomorrow I visit Mother. Friday cousin Mike is arriving from Canada, so visit Mike (in pub), and Saturday hopefully getting blind drunk and talking about things that we really shouldnt talk about / wouldnt sober and may regret but well sod it basically and have another glass / bottle / box / kegg.

Caffine!

Love you all!

Really, I do, mwahmwahmwah
X Kim