Whinging...

Naturally what goes up must come down. The rule of physics that I consistently think I can defy.
Some people get colds, but I get upper respitory viral infections that I can't even take drugs for! You'd think I would get more sympathy for this from my friends, but no.
I am a pathetic sick person. I hate to be sick and I get frustrated "resting". I have had a couple of very good nurses looking after me and today I am feeling a lot better. But I'm not quite well enough to go out dancing yet so I've had to think of "restive" activities. It's really hard! I'm sick of watching movies and tv and even though I'm not on medication, I'm trying not to drink that much. Only the medicinal whiskey I thought was essential.
Last night I found myself playing charades and creating exquisite corpes. Although this sounds very restful, my charades partner was so hilarious in his acting skills that I nearly died laughing. However, it is nice to know I can have an entertaining evening with no money and very little alcohol.

I'm pretty uninspired to blog right now. Everything is lovely and happy and all that shit... except my best friend is leaving the country (again!) and although she's giving me lots of her stuff I am sad... very sad that she's leaving. I know we'll remain close and I know she will be happier as soon as she bids farewell to this land of ice, fir trees and fucked up men, but I'll still miss her lots.

My computer is still broken and due to all my jet setting and wild party lifestyle, I can't afford to fix it yet. If you're reading this and have a couple of hundred euros you were unsure of what to do with... I can send you my account number!!

Anyway, must go and recline on the couch some more.
Love to you all!
xxx