Gah. I'm way behind with my work, I'm stressed and panicking, and I'm stuffing my face with cr@p like it's gonna help. I know it's one of the rubbishest excuses ever, but thoughts of smoking have seriously crossed my mind the past couple of days, so stuffing my face with cr@p is the better option right? OK don't answer that.
Mebe I'll take Cheeky Moo's word for it and call it a re-feed week hurrah.
Other news: O informed my tonight that he loves S more than me. But then he loves me more than S. I think he's trying to say that Mums are good for some things but for other things you need Gurls.
I have not gone to aquarobics tonight (bad) but tomorrow I'm planning my first 'cycle 7 miles, take advanced belly dance class, cycle 7 miles' outing. Bwaahahahahah.