off to A&E

My housemate Martin convinced me to go to A&E, so we took a taxi. There was about a 3 hour wait, but eventually I was seen. The doctor who tended to me was at uni with Martin in Bangor *g*

First opinion was that I'd need stictches, which I really didn't want. turns out that my lip can be glued instead.

Here's a list of injuries

1. splitupper lip
   
2. both lips bruised and swollen
   
3. Aching jaw
   
4. aching neck
   
5. gash on left shin
   
6. headache
   

By the time I'd caught a taxi back, it was 5am, so I wen't to sleep.

(no subject)

I AM 43% GOTH.

Oh My Goth! You Goth, Girl. There is a good chance I am bi. Freakiness pumps through my viens, but I can still laugh at myself.

Take the GOTH test
That description is scarily accuarate.

*shake*

I've just spent the evening Chez Cez (who was out, but I spodded and watched Red Dwarf with Chris). I ate soup since solids just cause me too much pain right now. :-(

I caught the bus into town and walked across from the bus stop to work. Every shadow made me turn, and I kept my distance from all people. I was always looking round, thinking I'm hearing people approaching. I've got to give this up. I'm beginning to feel an emtional wrek.