Hmm, never done one of these online journal thingies before, though I have thought about it several times. Who'd want to read the ramblings of a madwoman anyway?
Nothing much ever happens to me, I'm usually too busy flying about like a thing posessed, trying to juggle far too many balls at once, and no doubt even less will happen now I've taken the plunge and begun writing. Typical.
What I do want to know is where is all this chocolate coming from? Boxing day I woke up to find a carrier bag with 9 family-sized bars of chocolate in a bag, hanging from the front door knob. Why? Who would do that? Why would someone leave chocolate on someone's door? A mystery. Couldn't have been Santa...Since then, the choco-fairy has called twice more, the last time being this morning, so I now have some 17 giant sized bars of chocolate sitting on the side in the kitchen. Quite frightening.
What am I meant to do with it all? I daren't eat them - they might be poisoned! They're just building up and up. One day I'll be buried under chocolate! Normally, I'd love that idea, but alien chocolate of uncertain origin? Hmm...
And it's rubbing my face in it because I'm trying, and I emphasise the trying more than the success element, to lose weight. Pah.
Anyway, I think that'll do for today. I'm much more interested in reading other peoples' entries. They have so much more exciting lives than I do. Huh.
Mood - Tired
Music - Kinesis - You Are Being Lied To