Thursday

I forced myself to stay in bed until 6am - and feel better for it. If I'd gone to see The Fall last night I would have been a wreck today - so at least I will be able to work.

Just read an article on the Inependent website by Julie Birchill - in which she tries to make a political comment by drawing parallels with Jordan - the chavy tart, and Jordan.... the country... erm.... possibly the biggest pile of shite I've ever read... she is really bad writer, and on one occasion starts a sentence with 'And' - which just drives me mad. Apparently - people who don't like Jordan ( the chavy tart ) are 'insecure and undersexed' - I may be both - but I still have better judgement that the fool who pays Birchill to 'write'.

Britain is, alas, not blanketed in 6 feet of snow.... I'm not disappointed - it's far to early in the year. I am really knackered and keep thinking it's Friday... I really wish it was.