You're so pretty.

I don't go for a look. I just go for safety.

I totted it up elsewhere today. Again, about 1400, but I haven't done the necessary exercise to warrant it. I added on 100 to be safe.

Tomorrow I will cut my hair, maybe see Chatelaine again (I haven't decided yet) and I will sort out my wardrobe, and find a postcard, and reply to people, and do some drawing and create a birthday card and wrap my Nan's presents. In the evening I'm meeting my friends.

I need to do a bit of exercise every day- I have fathomed this. I can't sit and do nothing, it drives me mad.

I like you, darling. You don't have to do much to be liked by me, just be around and it's all automatic on my part. Wind me up and watch me go, only it's unconscious winding- you don't know you make me feel like this, I think. I have missed you.