emergency plague bra.

My. Ear. Is. Killing. Me.
Actually, both of them are. I still have this bastard infection, and last time I got the opportunity to go to the docs I didn't have any hot water or clean clothes. Argh! Mum's given me some drops now, so hopefully they'll work.
Poor Scamp is suffering after a week or so without his rheumatism tablets. He's walking stiffly, can't jump up on the bed without taking a long time shuffling and gauging, and even then he often misses with his back feet and I have to scoop him up so he doesn't fall off.
My beard is piddling me off more than usual, too. Everey day it needs an hour of plucking, and even then I can only remove about 80% of it. By evening the bits I couldn't grab have grown about 3 millimetres, and I have to pluck those too. And people wonder why I can't leap out of bed, shove a coat on and pop out quick.
In happier news though, despite having a bad day on it due to nicotine withdrawals, I have gone on a diet. And i'm determined. I just wish I could drop the ciggies, too... I'm so addicted it's madness.
I spent alot of today in bed trying to sleep through the ciggy cravings, but kept getting woken up by phone calls. Consequently when I finally got up I had that horrible disturbed sleep feeling, sort of muggy headed and fluey.
I made leek and stilton soup for dinner, but it didn't fill me up, so I went mental and had egg and chips too. I blame the cigarette drought.
I need to get a hypnotist or summat for my scatophobia, my back garden is a crap gallery. Every time I try to pick up scamp's poop I go into REALLY loud uncontrollable retching, and knowing that my elderly neighbours are in the garden next to me makes it all the more embarrassing. Blah.
I had a massive idea flood today, I even came up with an idea for the adult industry which even though it makes me queasy would earn a LOT of cash if it was made. I started designing my nan's place cards for her meal, too. I handmade the paper, and serrated the edges, and tested out a few different shapes and styles too. It's nearly time for the meal though, and she still hasn't gotten back to me about doing it, so I'm scared she'll dump the details I need on me two days before it or something, as usual.
Anyway, i'm going to write down a few more ideas and then get to bed. I'm leaning my head to the side waiting for my ear drops to settle first. Pffff, I am in so much pain :-(

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