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I cannot wait to move out of this house so I don't have to deal with my family's bloody baggage. I won't bore you all with the details, but it irks me how bitchy my family are about each other, but they never say it to their face. Grr.

Anyway, thank you all for the virtual hugs last night, made me feel better. I was just feeling a little generally fed up. I was driving home from Tim's in the afternoon and nearly crashed because some cretin driving a white van decided to undertake me as I was trying to move into the left lane. After that, a series of small but annoying shitty events continued to piss all over my mood and by the end of the day I was feeling pretty low. Hey kids, can we say 'emo'?

Anyway, onto happy stuff. Saturday was, of course, Beard Hero, which will now be known as Puke Hero. I Was an absolute wreck, and I am in no way proud of it or boasting, and I am horribly ashamed of the state I was in. I hadn't eaten since lunch, I estimate I had 4 southern comfort and lemonades, and 2 shots of whatever the crap Causy brought, and I was GONE. I hate being like that. I very rarely drink, and when I do I don't get really drunk, but I think the lack of food and drinking too quickly just went for me. Nevertheless, I did have a great time and mad props to Lewis for being a fantabulous host.
It was great meeting new folks, and re-meeting others. You are all lovely people, and I am sorry if I puked at or near you. You were all incredibly accommodating and lovely, and sorry my slug-like form hogged most of the couch the next day.

Anyway, I now need to organise a poster, 2 cakes, my outfit, and several other things for The Sister's party tomorrow.

Mince and Peas out.
Sarah xx