There's Woo, and there's Hoo. I cannot say more, but suffice it to say I really wish I'd got off my arse and let Dr Heartbreak cut this mysterious growth off my neck before now.

Probably more info than you needed but there you go.

I have an interview at the job centre tomorrow. Holy crap - the JOB CENTRE. How can I go to the job centre - I'm not a drug dealer.

fm2 has got tonsilitis. This is not good. Very bad in fact. I can't concentrate - my mind is all over the place. Don't know what I'm doing. La de da . . .