No Bitkin what they are doing is SHOWING THEIR TRUE COLOURS!

Be very afraid.

See the hairs on them...SALLY....RAZOR!!!

See, these things always end in tears.

Ackcherly Eileen, if we took up Pat's idea and amputated we wouldn't have to fork out for razor blades would we

Ah, well now you see you have strayed from the realms of reality a tad Eileen..........hairs are never allowed to poke through where they are not wanted.

Tang, I have decided that they are feeding on my fear and am therefore going to stand up to them bravely.

Looks like gangrene is setting in Its your call TW

Anyway enough of all this dogshit, nausea and sadistic torture. I had a lovely soak in bodyshop strawberry bath. Exfoliated vigorously (hoping it would help with the weight loss programme!) Managed to cut my toenails over the loo (to stop Bella eating them she is disgusting) and am wondering whether I can stomach the second half of Peter O'Toole in Lawrence of Arabia) on the DVD in my bedroom!

Telling the developer where to shove it earlier today has had a lovely cathartic effect on me. But I mustn't let stuff pile up again. I have bills to pay on line and in real life tomorrow. Should check my finances and bank accounts both here and there. And must come to a decision about SABBY. But there's no way I'm continuing to front the rent on that flat for him as a subletter. Oh no. I like dependable and boring. Not dramatic and unpredictable.

*removes shotgun from it's metal home and picks up a handful of cartridges, slotting two smoothly into the breech.

"Strayed from the realms of reality" That started on page 1

Good on ya. I am right behind you ... err, I mean right beside you ...