I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t appreciate my broadband connection enough.
I’m currently sat in Daventry library attempting to get my net fix. They allow you 20 minutes at a time, but since everything I want to check out takes forever to load up *gnash teeth* I’m a little frustrated right now.
I can’t log onto messenger, my blog doesn’t seem to want to load properly so I can’t access any of my links – I’m getting a little wound up here, so much for me cooling my net addiction huh?

I just know when I get back to civilisation I’m just going to want to spend time I don’t have catching up with y’all because I’m buggard if I can get this sodding thing to let me do it here!
Grrrrrr… I always hated Daventry.

I went for a hair cut yesterday only to find the lass cutting my hair knew exactly who I was and still remembered me from school – she was in the year below me… My memory sucks, I can walk down the street here and people keep letting on – I have no clue who they are! I don’t get it. I wasn’t exactly popular as a kid, just like everyone else I had my fair share of bullying by the cool kids, In fact I went to the pub with Kenneth on sunday and bumped into 2 of the lads from my year, they’d just gone in for a pint after a christening (thats the other thing, I think I’m the only girl left from my year in school not to have pushed out a litter of puppies)
Anyway, they both started asking what I was up to etc etc – Ben turned round and asked why I wasn’t making more use of that fantastic brain of mine… It was weird, these 2 lads were among the cool crowd at school and apparantly they all thought I was really intelligent, and during a couple of reminices spoke about ‘our crowd’ as though I were one of ‘em…
Stumped me.

Bugger – times running out. I may or may not come back in to write more before I head off on thursday – depends on many things.
I think I’m going to check out the new wetherspoons, I’m hungry…