Ow

I might be a bit odd, but for some reason I always feel a bit like Carrie off Sex and the City when typing up a blog, while sat on my bed, using a mac. Anyway, I've just managed to crack my head on bit where the ceiling meets the wall on the stairs, and have completely forgotten what I was going to type, so I'll make do with wondering if I've actually grown (unlikely, but as I don't usually bang my head on that part of the stairs...) or wether I was just walking down the stairs with particularly vigorous fashion.

Anyway, I have spent most of the evening talking about bathrooms, and 24 is on soon. Must escape.