Because it's the closest I will get...oh, forget it.

Em, what was I going to talk about? Something truly riveting as usual? Ah yes. Today I was well and truly rushed off my feet. "Megaday" is still going on (shop shuts at 10.30pm, my shift finished at 8pm), and I bought myself something. I bought myself a shirt by John Rocha (do you even KNOW who that is?), age 13-14, and a pair of jeans by John Rocha, age 13. And I bought myself FIFA Football 2002 for the PlayStation 2, and I bought a cricket set for my "friend" for his birthday, seeing as I was saving a whole bunch of money. So, I spent around £70, whereas if I was buying them with no discounts whatsoever, it would have cost...£105. So, I'm quite a good shopper, I would say.

No studying today, seeing as I was working 1pm-8pm, and was waiting in queues for an eternally long period of time. Instead, I shall study tomorrow. Maths exam on Monday...eugh. Oh, speaking of exams, I feel quite good about my Italian one from Wednesday. Which can only be a good thing. Fingers crossed...

Yesterday, to celebrate Morrissey's birthday, I opted to play every Smiths/Morrissey album that I had. So, that's 13 of them - 8 Smiths and 5 Morrissey. I got through all the Smiths ones, and by the time Viva Hate had played its' 20th track, it was time to call it a night sadly. But I've continued it this evening. So we're now on Bona Drag, track 6, "The Last Of The Famous International Playboys". Should be fun. I should get them all through by this evening...I also watched Morrissey's Top Of The Pops performance on TOTP2, from 1994, of "The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get". Not bad. But where was Boz?

I've got this terrible cold coming on...I have that feeling in the back of my throat of a cold-symptomed-sore-throat. Drinking tea just adds fuel to it really. I'm sure it will pass.

Apparently, Jacques didn't do too well in practice today. Practice was held today due to traditional Monaco scheduling, meaning that free practice is always held on a Thursday rather than a Friday (when the rich and famous all have their grand prix ball by the harbourside with Prince Rainier and co...Lucky buggers. I'll be there within the next ten years. Mark my words...). Anyway, Jacques ended the day 14th out of 22. Monaco's never been one of his strongest tracks, although he drove a really good race last year and finished 4th, chasing down Eddie Irvine for the final place on the rostrum. I'm not too optimistic for Saturday or Sunday though. Oh well.

Last night, I was going to post a journal entry of my day. However, I got rather tied up by the Morrissey-solo chat room. Boy, do you really meet some characters in there! Apparently, my "cum-stained anus" and my molested brother and sister came in to join me, which I thought was delightfully nice.

It really is difficult to point out how I can't get a girlfriend, no?

Anyway, I'll be heading off and listening to the man from Manchester's dullset tones for the rest of the night. To everyone, thanks a lot, and see you later. Take care.