Dixie currently feels:
Sick 
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I came home today, baked myself a chicken and bacon stuffed crust pizza - and ate it whilst I watched The Weakest Link.
I shouted out all the answers I knew, and I never got one wrong.
I felt rather intelligent, especially when the dimwits on the telly got wrong what I'd shouted out right.
Anyway, I think I've either ate too much pizza, or drank too much Sprite.
Maybe it was the dodgy ice cubes I put in the Sprite?
We buy bags of ice - dad likes to have ice with his cider on his nights in.
But the ice smells like seafood.
I have this really awful feeling that the ice is recycled, having already been used in seafood displays...
Eeewww...
I really hope not.
I fell asleep on the sofa at half 6.
Dad came in and fell asleep on the other sofa.
When I woke up, I turned over - and I rolled into a nice warm patch where I'd been laid.
I have a really high core body temperature - I'm ALWAYS warm.
I'm sat here in a room with no radiator on, in a towel, with wet hair - and I'm still warm.
It's not fair - I'm on a heavy flow period, and I've leaked a little on the front of my jeans when I was asleep.
Oh how the feminine cycle radges me so.
I fell asleep because of my lack of sleep.
For the past week, I've been satying awake until 5-6AM, talking to Emily or playing on my DS.
I'd wake up exactly 8 hours later, either at 1 or 2PM.
Last night, I couldn't sleep.
I laid awake with my DS, listening to some Fire of Glory recordings Emily had done.
Not that she has a boring voice - but when people read to me, I always nod off easier.
When I was little, I listened to stories on cassettes.
I still like to. :)
Ah, the sleep habits of some people. :D
