Sorted.

Ah, rent has been paid. I can rest easy for another month.

My parents are in tomorrow, so I spent yesterday getting all poshed up for their arrival. It's been so long since I've had my nails done that my fingers were sore all day. And I suddenly can't type.

My mum hates the way my hands look because I bite my nails. Heh. Oh well, she paid for it, so I can't complain too much. I'll just end up ripping the blasted things off once they've gone back to England.

Have I ever told you that my mum reads my slash? Isn't that... brilliant?