BECOME A CYBER WARRIOR, TODAY!

Anyhoo, today is the date with Mr Unsuitable. How exciting. Or, how would have been exciting if this was a year ago and I was still dribbling at the thought of his crotch in those baggy jeans. Not that I have much time for crotches normally you understand, and I certainly don't have time for his any more.

The pregnant girl of car parking peeing fame came round yesterday so I could give her loads of baby stuff that people had collected for her. To be honest, she seemed rather embarrassed and said she didn't like most of it, but when she'd left I got a text from another member of staff saying that she was really happy and couldn't wait to have the baby now. All together...aaaaaw. As long as she doesn't go into labour when I'm on sleepeover duty, tend to gag if somebody has bad breath, let alone is bleeding and screaming like they do on ER.

My ex boyfriend has just texted me to tell me that he was sexually abused as a kid!?! Am sitting here in genuine shock. Feel awful, but I don't quite believe him, because this has NEVER NEVER been mentioned before and we were together three years and he told me everything. Plus he's made stuff up before. I know you'd have to be pretty unhinged to make this sort of thing up, so I shall give him the benefit of the doubt. Feel quite sick now.