This Is Not A Democracy

Julie and I have a large bowl of sweets and no trick or treaters. So we're watching Donnie Darko by candle light and munching candy. By a weird fluke, we just realised it's 20 years today from when this is set.

My throat has been inflamed and sore for days, but today it actually kills like a motherfucker and I saw how swollen it is in the mirror. Not stopping me from eating a ton of crap, though.

And Jake Gyllenhaal? Creeps me out, because he's in his twenties, convincingly sixteen, looks a lot like my brother and is oddly attractive.

THERAPY, NAO, PLZ.

Feel like I'm dying.

DX Hate being sick all the time.

I feel crappy.

I had a sore throat all day yesterday and today and now it's becoming a cold. I'm boiling hot one minute and freezing the next.

I hate being ill. I had years of being continually ill when I had glandular fever and ME. I've had enough now, thank you.


Spending the evening voting for the picture at MTV. Need to win!


Not sure I can make the birthday celebrations tomorrow. No great loss, I know, but I'll text someone tomorrow and tell you if I can make it.


PLUS: I want to be in Vancouver.

Believe it or not, I'm ill again.

I woke up this morning with serious nausea, which has become extreme stomach cramps and even though I'm in bed, in pyjamas, with a quilt and three blankets AND a heater on full blast, I'm still freezing.

I've been dizzy, I've zoned out, I'm all wobbly and I just barely had the energy to get out of bed... probably because I've been at work all day.

Am so completely fucking miserable.

I have so many things I'm supposed to be working on and I don't have the energy... And I have to go to work, tomorrow.

So, yeah: I'm off sick today. I had a rough night. My stomach feels like someone's shoved a bunch of those plastic sticks for playing straws in it and I'm not entirely sure the chicken stirfry I ate last night agreed with me.

On the other hand, I was feeling ill during the day yesterday, before I'd been anywhere near a stirfy.

I emailed my boss and told him and he said I should lay off the Whiskas (I explained my chicken theory: the cat wouldn't eat it, but by that point I already had).

So, I went back to sleep. That is until some cuntbag decided today would be a good day to pull up the road outside my house. THANK YOU, HARIN-GAY! COUNCIL.

Have to go to work tomorrow. We have a photoshoot for the Meet The Team section for our website.

I kid you not.

God, I feel ill.

I had such a rough night last night (second one running) that I had to have today off, whether I was still ill or not.

Fortunately I am, so it's not a day wasted.

Iko have revealed the video to Prom Song. I can't say I'm wowed. I kind of get where it's coming from - holiday footage, underwater shots because of the needing air lyric, but the woman who made the video did it really badly.

There's not enough interaction with the camera. It tells no story. It's just watching a girl in a cool bikini jump off the side of a swimming pool in what looks like Spain. If she'd waved at the camera, more, done stuff other than jump in a pool, if we'd maybe actually seen a bit of the person holding the camera - a hand reaching out or something - maybe even a side-ways camera shot where he's put down the camera and it's still running and you can see then being w00bie in the background... maybe that would have made the video make more sense. It's a love song and there is no love.

But, the way it is, it's just a girl in a cool bikini jumping in a pool a lot.

Not feeling the love.

And I feel really bad about that.

Last time I had a flujab, I was in the midst of a chest infection.

This time, I've just had a cold.

I almost didn't come in to work today, because I felt so ill.

Bought lots of Lindt chocolate to make self feel better. Now feel sick.

Within trailer messed with my head and made me dream about having both my legs and my hand broken, last night.

Wah.