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Was doing really well with 10 1/2 Chapters, all set to finish it before I went to bed - and then I got a headache, which is stubbornly refusing to yield to caffiene or a cinnamon bagel or lying down with Lost playing quietly to distract me. Hoping desperately that I haven't caught R's virus, because that would suck. Going to have a shower, get into bed and see if I can at least finish a few more chapters of the book before I go to sleep. Anything that'll make me more organised for tomorrow. *sighs* One of the Cypriots just came in to ask for a hug, because she has an exam tomorrow and she's stressed because she doesn't know anything. *pets her* I feel bad for everyone but it's good for me, because it's making me feel guilty and more inclined to work, which is good. As long as I don't get a stupid virus dammit.

But I spent so much of the afternoon replying to

liroa15 and

shona0809's letters, that I forgot to mention I'd got them until

scoobydumblonde's post reminded me. *dances like crazy* I love it all! Roger is now smouldering at me from the cover of Deuce and making me feel much better. *snuggles his glossy prettiness* I could not love him more than when he's being all noble and sweet with his charity stuff. *snuggles him some more*

Oh that reminds me... flatmate is planning to text in to try to get tickets for the Live 8 concert down in London in July. Am thinking I should too, since I have nothing really to lose from it, apart from a little phone credit. Except I think July 2nd is the Wimbledon final and nothing, come hell or high water, will stop me missing that. *ponders* Might be worth trying anyway; I'm sure there're plenty of people who'd want them if I didn't.

Headache is stating unequivocably that it hates LJ, so I'm off to bed. -_- Mmmmm... sleep...

See you all in the morning. *yawns* Night!

Clo