If you read this, Cherri will nom you.

Nom, nom, nom.

Like she was nomming Missah Bear. Who is in strangeth positions with Eeyore... though it didn't look like Eeyore was in a hurry to move.

However, as the world is going to end on the 10th, I thought that I would announce my marriage to a Laser Eye Surgeon (Private) who I've never met.
Which will happen when I'm 29. Around 14 years in the future.

Not forgetting the mugging which will happen to me at 23, when I am with a friend- who will be even more protective of me after.

Which is scarily more protective.

I would post the whole of my life here... but it took him about an hour to write it.

And then of course, there's the whole will-my-life-be-over-by-ringing-next-Wednesday?

Truth be told;




Probably not.









Damnit.