What a terrible, terrible day...
For some reason, my Shuffle has not wanted to accept the MOTHERLODE of 80s music (courtesy of Jane) that I wanted to put on it and has caused a tremendous amount of grief to dear old me. Thankfully, it is now sorted and I will not have to travel home listening to other humans ramble on or the ts ts ts of someone else's WORKING iPod.
My girls are sick. They are on their deathbeds. Some sort of virus has struck them both down, I'm not sure if it's the same virus but I shall be recommending crackers and flat 7-Up for what ails them.
This evil lurgy is affecting my time in the house as it has taken away my regular Thursday night dinner date with young Jimmy. In addition, it has made Chase unable to hold a conversation. For these reasons, I am nominating Virus for two points for eviction.
Save Kate. Rita be gone!
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