Wallpaper....

...sent by the Devil himself. That is all. Last night my husband told me I wouldn't manage it alone, so I'm doing it anyway, somewhat stubborn of me, but that's just me. However, after five hours, I've now got three strips up, one of them is a bit dodgy, it kept creasing, and nothing I could do made it better. So tomorrow I'll take a look at it and if need be I'll take it down and start again. Get me all grown up! It did take me three attempts to get the first strip up, but we'll brush over that :)

I've got my eye test tomorrow, my eyes are currently, as if to prove the point, refusing to focus on anything, which makes typing great fun! We'll see how it goes, this time I actually feel like I need to get my eyes checked, which would suggest there may be a problem with them, which is a very weird thought.

I'm planning to vomit. My ex flatmate has just put up on bookface that it's her first anniversary with her boyfriend, that she loves him and that the next year will be as good as the last. Bleugh. Especially as they got together while he was still with his ex, who he was living with... Anyway, each to their own.

Moving on. It's my birthday in three days! I've got a nice stack of cards waiting for me in the kitchen, and on Sunday I get to see the bunni! :D Then it's Wicked on Monday for which I'm already planning my makeup. I know the bunni is planning an Elphaba inspired look so I'm thinking I might go for Glinda myself :)

I've just found out that an old friend is coming over from Oz for most of August which promises to be truly epic :) He's off to both the old city and the new one, so I'll definitely see him at some point, I feel some singing is in order, possibly not Mr Brightside though, which I love, and he hates, and he used to sulk about me singing when he ran the karaoke :)

Right, now I'm off to bed. I've got a headache and, despite drinking nothing but water and Diet Coke today I feel strangely drunk. Until next time, I'm doin' cartwheels...