Buongiorno, mi chiamo Clo...

I should be on MSN. But I want a nap in a minute so... sorry. I'm not awake enough to be very good company anyway.

Hotmail is being an ass. As usual. Gggrr.

I never made it to Andy's match last night; caved around 1:30am after I fell asleep on the sofa for the fourth time. Watched some of the highlights today; *nice* outfit, I very much approve. We wants the pretty hat preciousss, we does. Roger's match is on at some insane time of the morning today as well.... hence nap. Maybe I'll actually *make* it to four am if I get a bit of sleep now.

Stupid time differences. If the world was flat there'd be none of this nonsense. I think. Not too clear on the whole flat-world-time-difference thing, especially when I'm half asleep. Plus the kids on junior Mastermind were cleverer than me and it's very damaging to your self esteem to see a twelve year old answer all these questions you know *you* couldn't answer.

Then they don't know that 'Hellas' is Greece and it makes you feel a little bit better. :-)

Godammit Hotmail, jsut send the email!

..... I still haven't done any of the stuff I'm supposed to be doing in these few days off. Which is very worrying. I *will* finish some fic while I wait for the tennis later on tonight but I want some sleep first. 'Scuse me, am off to kill Hotmail for being an ass.

Buonasera!

Clo