I was unfortunate to have to endure 5 minutes of BB last night because I didn't want to miss the opening credits of 'The Revenge of the Sith'.
Channel 10 must be joking.
Or Channel 10 has discovered a way to remove a brain from a living person and turn them loose.
Channel 7 has put 'Stargate Atlantis' on so late that even I can't stay up to watch it.
And why? Because Channel 7 is showing 'Trinny and Susannah undress the nation'. A couple of pommie tarts who'd be right at home at BB are going to tell me how to dress. Two words, piss off.
My sister has a house guest who smokes (another rant). She smokes but always keeps the door open and tries to make sure the smoke doesn't blow over me.
House guest, who doesn't like BB so one point to him, is inclined to shut the door.
My lungs feel as though I've been smoking for years. My hair stinks. My dress, petticoat, bra and knickers are in the washing machine. My eyes feel raw.
I understand addiction, no cake shop is safe from my slavering jaws, but to feel like this every day is insane.
And just to round off the day, Mommie Dearest asked me to start looking for some new summer nightdresses to buy for her. Summer??? The only buying I had in mind was a ticket for the Orphans' Picnic.