Wanted to make sure I wasn't addicted to the internet. Turns out I'm not, which is good news.
But my favourite toy is broken, and had to be taken back to the store- so I'm alone in my bedroom surrounded by dark chocolate, Dr Pepper and large bags of cheap lollypops. By toy I do mean expensive analogue to digital audio converter, it's not like an action man or anything.
But still, there's not enough chocolate in the world to stop the hurt.
Sorry, I'm too upset to talk right now. It's a good job that girlfriendcat is here tomorrow to save me from drowning in a pool of drumstick lollies and costcutter lambrini.
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