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I seem to be going through a bit of rough pathc right now. I'm knackered every monring, then fine during the day, then tearful and as miserable as sin in the evening. David's going to Reading festival on Thursday, and I'm kinda dreading not having him there for support/. It also means he won't be at Glam Racket. Where am I going to stay afterwards? i don't fany trecking back up to Whetstone...

On a brighter note, though, the shoes he's bought me for my birthday turned up this morning. They're silver imitation snak skin platform wedges, and VERY high. I look intimidatingly tall when I wear them, which I think is excellent.