With friends like these...

The fact that my 'leave a comment' link is now cut in half is bugging me. Does anyone with any HTML knowledge want to check through my layout code and see if there's any way to fix it? :T I've looked myself but my HTML know-how is very limited and I have absolutely no clue what I'm looking at.

The faulty laptop that I've spent the past week trying to return has now gone. The courier came for it yesterday, and I would have posted about it then but for some reason that I don't understand I was up all night and too tired to put together my thoughts to type up an entry. I have a receipt, but hopefully that's the end of it and I can get my refund then give dad the money I owe HIM for getting me a laptop that actually works. I'd love to know what happened to that one that it managed to break like that. I have the feeling it might have been roughed up a bit in the van when it was being delivered.

On Monday, I went to Bolton with mum and Amy to see a play, and managed to fall over within two minutes of getting out of the car. The most awful part wasn't the hitting the ground, or the entire right side of my jeans being soaked with ice-cold water, or my sore hip, it was feeling my foot go out from under me and knowing I was going to fall. I hate that feeling. I suppose I was lucky, I could have smacked my head off the floor or broken a bone, but as it was I was just wet and cold and embarrassed. I'm thinking though that I might have fallen a bit harder than I first thought, since my shoulder has been aching since yesterday and the side of my hand keeps twinging. I can still bend my fingers so it's probably not serious, but still. Muh.

I hate falling over.

Mum, John and Amy went to see the new Sherlock film last night. I didn't, because I'm not really that interested, and they didn't seem very taken with it. Amy was getting bored before it finished. I've not really been that impressed with any modern adaptations of Sherlock Holmes though, so I'm not really surprised.

I got a nice surprise in the mail yesterday, too! A letter from ishilde, which I have duly written a reply to and I will be sending that off as soon as I can find a stamp. Hopefully the Xmas post won't slow it up too much :T I love getting letters. I also have my Xmas present from iiluov, which is a long-since retired TY Beanie Baby that I had as a kid and managed to lose somehow, probably in one of my mum's clear-outs. It might be silly for a 23 year old to miss a toy but I don't care :T

I'm staying in my room today. My stomach hasn't been quite right since last night and I still feel a bit icky. Bluh.

I would say that seeing the Red Arrows was totally worth this sunburn, but it isn't.

It's been three days and my forehead feels like it's on fire constantly. The rest the burnt spots are fine, if a tiny bit itchy, but my forehead.. it's like someone took a red-hot poker to it and it doesn't even look that bad. I have some aloe, but it's really only temporary relief (temporary, read: two seconds) and really it's just making me want to sleep all the time so I don't have to deal with it. I slept for ten hours last night and fourteen the night before, and for someone who normally sleeps eight hours a night that's a hell of a lot.

I don't care what my mum says, sunburn (no matter how 'healthy' looking it is - I don't think she realises what actually causes sunburn and tanning) is never a good look on anyone and unlike a lot of people my age I hate having a tan. Something about my skin being darker than my hair is incredibly unappealing to me. berwaldox put me on to her game, though. She's trying to make me go outside more often by saying I don't look that bad. I'm on to her now. 8|

What's annoying me more about it is that it's caused me to miss two usxuk  prompts that I was really looking forward to doing. I'll probably end up writing them anyway and posting them outside of the event, because I had ideas for both that I want to use. Yet more things to add to the list of fics that I have yet to finish.

The fish are still alive. Barney is back to his usual self though his tail is still a bit red-streaked. He's curious as ever and coming to the front of the tank when people are in the room. It was sad to see him get so shy and quiet when he was sick - he kept hiding and wouldn't come out at all. Robin is still very much tail-less, but I didn't expect that to change any time soon. Still not moving around that much, but that's not really surprising, it must be quite exhausting.

It's my mum's birthday today and she wants to go out for dinner. Me, I'm feeling utterly miserable and in constant pain/discomfort across my forehead. Mum says take a painkiller, which don't work on me. Amy says put make-up on, which is just a ridiculous suggestion. Who puts make-up on a burn? Silly girl.

Bluh.

For the past week or so I've had this nagging mouth ulcer, up at the back of my mouth where my teeth meet, in just the wrong place for it to not be a bother. It's managed to sit itself right on the nerve and it isn't the first time I've had one of these, but the entire right side of my jaw is just aching, with varying intensity throughout the day. I did worry at first that it was an abscess, or that the wisdom tooth there was impacted, but it turns out that nope, it's just the damned ulcer. All three of the wisdom teeth that I have, have given me horrendous toothache. Seriously, I understand now why babies cry so much when they're teething - it bloody hurts!

The good news is that the pain is subsiding and is now more of a dull throb than anything.

The bad news is, well, it's still there. >.<

I'm not happy. I didn't have a good day =/

I haven't been sleeping well recently. In fact I missed yesterday because I didn't sleep at ALL and it was like 'no, this isn't happening today'. Last night I didn't sleep much either but I figured I shouldn't blow off ALL my classes so in I went. Hadn't been there five sodding minutes and I trip up some steps and go flying, land really hard and instantly it's just pain.

Don't panic, I'm fine. My friend Martin, who was walking behind me (I didn't know) came running up and asked if I was okay, and I'm like 'owwwww' feeling all nauseous because it bloody HURTS. So yeah, I'm fine, 'cept for the rip across the knee of my jeans and the HUGE SODDING SCRAPE underneath it. Seriously, this thing is nasty. I'd take a picture and gross you all out but I put a bandage on it when I got home and it's staying there until later.

I may take a photo later.

So yeah, I get taken up to the university doctor and they're all 'oh, all the nurses are out, come back at two'. It's midday. What the fuck. What do they do if someone comes in and they're really hurt? So I just thought 'sod it' and limped on out with Martin. They'd asked me if I wanted an ambulance. Do I really look that delicate? Anyway, I hobbled over to my class and my prof was all 'D= Are you alright to stay?' and I was just thinking 'oh lawd'...

So I do my class, then hobble over to another building and do another one, then I'm done, and I go get the bus (which was thankfully late so I could get on it on time).

And then it was raining when I got back into town. Though my lovely sister waited for me and we walked home together. I love her really, even though I bitch about her sometimes. I came in to find fourteen emails notifying me of comments on my fanfiction, which cheered me up some (okay, a lot, I love you guys).

I want tea. =3