Can't Live Without You, Can't Breathe Without You, I Dream About You...

We got a new chair. It is officially the Magical Chair of Good Dreams, since I fell asleep in it and had a lovely dream about snogging Ben McKenzie for seemingly hours instead of my usual dreams about, you know, being shot and dying.

I've been up all night on the phone with the lovely Kiss-tin.

Tonight is party at Summer's. Hopefully, I don't get lost.

I feel very PMSy and fat and acnefied.

Blah.

Sleep now.