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21 December, 2003

And yay and a blergh post today.

On the yay front, I went to see the beautifully, glorious, amazing, sexy Eddie Izzard tonight. Anyone who hasn't seen his live Sexie show and has bought the dvd, don't believe it. It's nothing like his show. I was crying with laughter, really crying. I think I've fallen in love with him all over again even just because of his bee-bop fly impression. Who cares if he's got a penis, he makes me laugh!!!!!

On the blergh side of things, the thing between Laura and me is still stupid and blurry... sort of like a Monet painting, but without the strong emotion. I just want to know what the fuck it all means... Basil. If she likes me, why doesn't she just admit it? If she doesn't why does she keep texting me with ambiguous comments?! I hate girls. And guys. In fact, all life on this planet, I hate. Except for Father Christmas *wide, insincere smile of anticipation*

I can just see myself turning into my nanna, shouting at strangers who look at my christmas lights in my window: "Piss off yer nosey buggers! And a Merry Christmas!" You have to imagine it in a Yorkshire accent, of course.

Anyway, happy me going to see Eddie day