A short summary of my life....
It sucks.
Otherwise known as the day my bag got nicked. Was out Friday night with Bex having a last drink at "The Living Room" at Oxford castle when some inconsiderate bastard stole my bag.
Karma has it that the person who stole my bag will have something bad happen to them.
God probably has a few words about it as well.
I'm sure the universe will right the wrong.
Self-centered? Moi?
Life is boring, beyond the shooting myself in the skull boring. My brain feels like mush, my thesis looks like shit and I feel like crap (I'm coming down with a cold)
However, I do have a new Radley purse on the way *very lush, very excited*
and I can shop for a new phone :D
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