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That's it. It's completely and utterly official. I love American Gothic with a deep and burning passion. Last nights was so good. Fire, burning, priests, Lucas Buck, Merlyn as a whore (I knew it!) and a downright wonderful Lucas episode. Because that man is cool, and I don't care how evil he is. I'm quite traumatised that I only have five episodes left.

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Moving on, I felt rather ill today when I woke up. So I went back to bed, and crawled out again at 12, still feeling as though someone was standing was on temples and laughing at me. And I was cold. This is a rare thing for me. After swallowing paracetamol and wandering around the house feeling ill, I remembered I had to go to Andrews. We actually ended up wandering around Ormskirk, and my headache monster went away. Hurrah!

So, tonight I have to type up my Mum's college work, and tomorrow I have to do my homework. In all honesty, I'm glad to be doing something vaguely intellectual again...

Oh, and mettana! Thank you for the icon!

~Hathy_Col~

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Today was the day I could take out my manky gold earrings, and actualy put in some nice earrings. I am disgustingly glad of this- I hate gold jewellery, and I particularly object to the chunky type. I sit here with hoops- hoops in, and little silver studs and I'm very, very content. AND my ears haven't fallen off or anything similiar. Marvellous!

Now I fancy more piercings, but have to wait, since there's a high chance that if I do, Dad will pack up and move. Dad is, at times, a scary and very hard bloke (it's the beard), but mention piercings or contact lenses and he goes pale and changes the topic. Despite my best efforts, even I won't be able to hide a nose piercing. Oh well.

Maybe in a few months...

~Hathy_Col~