BROKEN

I battered our soi-broken washing machine in aquiesence earlier on (while I was possessed by a tidying fit) but now the whole little-finger-side of my right hand is swollen and immobile. I might get a sling tomorrow.

I have cleaned and cleaned and cleaned today, after getting out of bed laaate due to deciding to watch Apocalypse Now this morning.

Tomorrow I go to London! I am sooo excited. How will I ever sleep?! I'll have to try and batter my head against the washing machine, too, and hope Donna drags me up to my bed.