Well, it's the final school term of the year and then we'll be on summer holidays. This is not good since my holidays will be hijacked by the arrival of the Inlaws. That'll be fun. Oh yeah. ( Like a Darth Maul/Darth Vader/Darth Sidious group hug.) Of course, my dear mercenary children are looking forward to it and the ka-ching of dollar signs is already ringing up in their eyes. I guess,as a youngling, I preferred the aunty with the cherry ripe bar in her handbag for me to the aunty who gave us undies and singlets for Xmas.

Sigh* I'm feeling quite flat. No fizz. I am the cordial of life today. I'm even talking like Natalie Portman in Episode One.

Drudgery and duty. What two ugly words they are.

Bleak and boring.

One day the whole world will rise up and slaughter celebrities everywhere and all the rich and famous because they just have too much fun. Get them off the TV, off the internet, out of magazines and out of my face!

I'm too bloody jealous.