I AM WRITING A SEX NOVEL.
IT HAS SEX IN IT AND STUFF.

Ahaaa, you all actually think that I'm joking, right?
Completely wrong but wtf, I'll prove you all wrong ;)

SO HAI OMG WE HAVE NOT SPOKEN IN SUCH A LONG WHILE BLOG.CO.UK, HOW BE YOU?

Michael Jackson is playing downstairs, and I'm surprised that they're still playing him so often on TV and Radio. I mean I thought "Yeah, Michael Jackson: that's a big thing" (On a side note: LOL THAT'S REALLY DIRTY xD)but I always thought that after the funeral, it would sort of die down, y'know? It's like, people have paid their respects etc. and said goodbye, but they're still playing him a lot, amirite? It's weird.

*MJ RANT OVER. HOW DID I EVEN GET INTO THAT?*

Moving on swiftly:

My leg is really itchy. I keep getting bitten in this freakin' house :| goddamn.

Looked after Peter today, bless him. Me and that kid? We're in love. I took him to the soft play area, where everything was padded and there were screaming people (kids and parents) running around me and spilling stuff and screaming some more. Peter was convinced that he was in Heaven on Earth and I was convinced that the mental Asylum had finally taken me in.
I was also trying to hide the stuff I was reading, because a load of disapproving parents were looking at me and peering over to see if they could read what I was reading, which was "Erotic Fiction" as they're calling it nowadays. It was all very. *OMGFICTION. She's looking. Close the magazine. Stop staring at magazine first. Is she still looking? Was I meant to be closing the magazine? Fml :|*

So I've started yet another blog elsewhere, I really need to stop stalking the internet. People are starting to think I'm odd creating all of these accounts and never putting them to good use.

OW. PAUSE BLOG FOR ITCHY ARM. ARGGGG :|
fml.

Oh! Welcome to livia4liv, a new blogger on blog.co.uk...Say hai to her and send her miniature John Mayer and Richard Armitage dolls or something :) Because we love her.
http://www.blog.co.uk/user/livia4liv/

I've decided that Olivia's going to be in my sex novel, upon careful spur-of-the-moment-omg-it-be-olivia consideration. She shall be called Olive, because I'm feeling creative.
Any suggestions for Olivia's prostitute name? It must start with and O, please :)
Odetta/Octavia/Omega (MORHOR xD)/Ophelia/Ordelia
Yes, I have decided that Olivia is going to be Russian.

Btw guise, sorry once again for failing to update. I keep telling myself to update daily but I totally need daily reminders or something funny like that.

I just scratched my stomach and now there is blood. Ow.
Note to self: remove killer nails before you get a boyfriend.

Movie night on Thursday with Ellen, which should be good considering last time we only got through one movie before we fell asleep in each other's arms on the sofa.
Aw, yes, I know: sweet.
You should have seen what happened when we moved to the bed ;)

Whoa, thoughts of a sexual nature, I really should be writing this downnnn :DDD
SHE'S ON FIREEEE :)

ARG, my internet just went down and I had written this entire blog,and Ella just got very pissed and was like "WTFINTERWEBS WHERE BE YOU GONE?!" and stormed around the house. And now it's back up I can't remember what I typed. *headdesk*

I know I was meant to be doing something tomorrow
...
After five minutes of careful contemplation, I have come to the decision that I can't remember what I was meant to be doing tomorrow.
So I shall sleep through it, instead.

That is all. My eyes hurt and I am still pissed at my hormonal wireless router.
Update soon
Later Skaters xD