My bum has got too big...

What makes me say that? This morning I sat on a biro for half an hour and I didn't notice! Like the princess and the pea. Except I couldn't feel...oh, ok, you get the idea. My bum's too big. Though I must say, I do rather like my tree-trunk thighs right now. Really, I always wanted big thighs. So I suppose I should be grateful of a growing bum because otherwise I'd look silly with thick thighs and a tiny toush. And it does come in handy for the odd bit of South African dancing! So maybe my bum isn't too big, its just big. I may not be a lady, but....

Sorry, what was that? 'Haven't I got a dissertation to finish and two essays to write in the next week?'. Oh bugger, yes, so I have...