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She's coming home she's coming home SHE'S COMING HOME! Eh, slight misunderstanding. She doesn't need to stay overnight. All that preparation for nothing. Ah well. Home home home. She'll have to go back tomorrow to get a plaster removed or something and she has to, I think it, lie down for 50 minutes, stand for 10 and repeat, except for when she's asleep and she has to do this for 5 days or something. We'll see how it all goes. Needless to say, she won't be going to work for that time. She called ...

Mum's going in to hospital for an eye operation. I'm not too worried about it. Although the last time she went into hospital was to give birth 23 years ago. I'm not used to her being ill or having problems requiring treatment. She gets the normal complaints of course, back ache, leg pains, swollen ankles, unsightly veins. All to be expected in a woman her age and size. She goes in at 7:30 but Napoleon plans to get her at 6. It's nearly 4 now, am that is. I see no point in sleeping now. Things still ...

I'm getting angry again. My uncle called us a short while ago. At the time I am typing this we have about 3 quarters of an hour to get to his place and I'm not even ready, neither of us are but we'll make it for sure. We do have a habit of being late to these things I'm afraid. But.

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I washed and straightened my hair last night (yes I straighten my hair now, I love it, but ...

I'm going through some bad moods again. Nothing serious, they're not very heavy mood swings, I just keep flipping from one to the other. The cause of these moods are my family. (Also I've read that lack of exercise and poor diet can cause depression. Couple that with being a lazy *** and not doing anything and it's pretty clear that my bad moods are all my own doing.) Anyway, I'm kind of sliding between cheerful (but not overly happy), depression (only a light depression, it doesn't hang around ...

I wonder if I'm strange. If the way I see the world is somehow different to others. Ah well. I wasn't going to do this. There's enough stories and opinions and accounts of what's been happening over here lately and I didn't want to add to them at all. I was just going to assure everyone of my safety and be done with it but I might as well put this out there too.
I can't say much about the riots themselves, having not experienced them first hand, nor the fires, the looting, the fear, the ...