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i smell like the sea

I feel needy tonight.

Needy and knackered. I worked two 12 hour shifts at the weekend, and I'm back tomorrow for three more.

I must be bloody mad. Still- at least it means I'm off on Friday for Fatboy's birthday. I'm going to take him out to lunch in a very smart cafe that he likes the look of...

Oh bum- I hate feeling like this. It's got very tiresome. I know that mercury's retrograde and that's probably why I feel like shit, but really, I'm very bored of it now.

The novelty has worn off the whole strong, independent single woman thing. I don't feel sassy or liberated or anything. Just lonely, and missing having my neck rubbed and my bath run for me.

Oh well. At least i manged to find the most gorgeous and sea-flavoured perfume. It's heavenly, and I love it.

Guess it's not all bad, then...

10:39 a.m. - 04.02.02

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