Andy has gone back to work today as it his last day before he starts his new job but i still feel awful, although thankfully my neck is now less fat. I was going to try and go in to college today but I am going to finish my essays and keep myself up to date with work and send it in so I am actually better.

Plus I don't want to give anyone else this horrible disease I have and I have to go to work tomorrow, bright and early and then its Andy's birthday party.

I nearly killed myself by going shopping yesterday and sending far too much money but I do have pretty new clothes and killer high heels, not to mention an abundance of grey tights and some hats. I love autumn clothes.

I went to see Manu Chao on wednesday which was brilliant and the best atmosphere for any gig I've been at in the Carling Academy which normally kills it dead, everyone was steaming (apart from me) and dancing like a crazy person. I went with my dad because Andy had just come down with killer disease and couldn't leave the house. He was shouting for me because I kept going to and my throat kept dying and I got to give him the cds I had made him since he is now demanding a cd a week offof me, which to be honest is amazing fun. I may of made myself sicker but I am not up for missing a gig unless I am actually at deaths door.

I think I am going to have another pot of tea...