Dear world

I do not feel I am confused enough. Oh, I am quite confused,one might say very confused, and this cold/virus thing that refuses to go and turns me into an unimpressive snuffling wreck on TV has really built on that promising start, but I feel more could be done to render me completely incapable of making a)sense and b)decisions. Thank you for compounding this with a shift that ended at 2 am and a conversation that ended at 5 am this morning. Combined with my current sleeplessness and my shift starting today at 4.30 pm and ending at 2 am tomorrow, I feel there is a magnificent possibility of me being entirely incoherent by tea-time.

Thank you also for my new mini-skirts, the little green tartan one and the dainty black lacy one covered in skulls and crossbones. Maybe I should shop in trance more often.

Yours sincerely

Babbloboot