Here I am.
I haven't done much except eat and look bored today. Mum and Dad left at 9-ish to go and pick up my Aunty Felicia from Heathrow Airport, so we were all alone at home.
I just sat around and ate basically all day...I don't know why, maybe it was the boredom, but I needed to for some reason.
Ooh, and just now (well, two hours ago) I found a new way of killing time that isn't eating/the internet/TV - Ironing. I was cleaning up my room and found a T-Shirt that was all wrinkled and I thought I'd iron it later, and then realised ironing'd be a good way to cure my boredom - so I grabbed a load of wrinked T-Shirts and ironed away an hour, which was cool, despite the backache.
So it has come to this has it?
I'm actually talking about ironing. Wow.
Toodel-oo.
Maybe tomorrow I'll discover the joys of Vacuum Cleaning.
Phillie.