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Ah, my puffy eyes are starting to go down now but the cold's getting worse. I've slept for Britain this weekend, though, so that might help :) Nice, lazy weekend - hubs and me invested about 2 & a half hours into cleaning the flat up a treat yesterday, so now our bathroom, kitchen & floors all look lovely. Still have a huge pile of stuff to sort in the living room, bedroom & spare room, though (never gonna happen!) Pottered out, made the mistake of wandering into H&M and thus had to buy a pretty new top (twas only a tenner and goes with jeans/brown cords). Then went out with Big Flo to the Canterbury Tales (getting much busier in there these days - we were most surprised. We couldn't get the sofa! Meh!) Talked a load of wank about politics, literature & cinema as usual... good old Flo. We've been trying to persuade him to abuse his position of authority and date a student, but he's having none of it.

FLO: Oh, you guys and your pathetic, disgusting fantasies!
HUBS: What, suggesting that you sleep with an attractive, educated teenager?
ME: Yeah, how perverted is that?!?

I was also amused by a man sitting on the table next to us who looked like Gareth from The Office had styled himself on Shaggy from Scooby-Doo. He spent all night attached at the mouth to a woman wearing the foulest tights I ever did see. She looked like her legs were covered in thick, black varicose veins. Ew.

Today, managed to escape EP by watching a marathon on Scrubs. Methinks a session on Ch10 might be in order... and Ch9a is just on the brink of Filth...