"It only hurts when I breathe"

I thought I was getting better yesterday, but I'm all crappy today. Hope I'm better tomorrow, as we're going out for the day. I'm on cherry Halls and ear spray, plus the usual. The throat sweet are vital, as I start coughing when my nthroat gets dry and that affects by bladder and pulls my diaphragm uncormfortably. I'm all bunged up :(
We dyed Willow's hair ready for Halloween earlier, and it looks amazing. She unsurprisingly wants to go as Hayley Williams, her female guitar hero. We made her up a lil copy of the funny bear top and jeans, and will punkify her hair on the day. We couldn't find a way of dying her eyebrows without the dye leaking all over her cute lil face, so I used a glamour for that.
I forgot to say yesterday that I typed up the full story that I wrote on mhy ipod, and am thinking of giving it as a freebie when people buy my novel. Only they'd have to e-mail me saying they bought it and prove it (something like telling me what the quote that heads chapter twenty-seven is), then I e-mail the story as an attachment. Either way, it will be exclusively available through my Lulu store. Below is the first two paragraphs.

The Tattooed Lady
Mike was alone in the dorm for once. He had learnt to seek companionship, for the darkness of solitude called to him in a voice that he found hard to resist. And it became more difficult the longer that he was alone.
That Thursday night, he felt himself start to break. He heard the voices whispering again, and began to follow them. He knew nothing of where he was going, only that he must.