You and me talk freely at night

So, last night I had a dream that my at-work boyfriend had bought a monkey and trained it to attack me. I couldn't get away and am scared of monkeys.

In other news, we (Zoe, Donna, Karen and I, not me and the boy) are having a competition to see who can lose the most weight by Valentine's Day. There'll be a weekly weigh-in and a prize of £40 to the winner.

I'm fairly sure this is how eating disorders start.