Ringer.

I am so into tv shows that have twins living each others lives and screwing it all up. Mark is slightly obsessed with me again and it's scaring me. I think I've put on more weight and I can't seem to shake it. P gave me the mess around this morning for my appt. and then I have a hair appt. tomorrow afternoon which almost thwarts the shopping plan. This place, I love being here in a way; it is very strange. I miss the house or the memories, but neither really. Maybe it's just the love and relaxation I get whilst I'm here. Or a little bit of comfort. A nice warm place with lovely bed and shower and sky + tv. I dunno, hugs help. I got work/revision done today but the mock questions seem mostly hard. I've got to do the a3 sheets now, in the morning and hopefully some 242 planning and 201 reading, and other stuff if mum's laptop holds out. I'm hoping she'll retrieve the battery tomorrow and hopefully all will be good. Then sounds like shopping at Trafford?