It's been a long day since I last saw you, LiveJournal
After that humilation, I'm cutting vodka out of my diet for the next.. week. Since it'll be Christmas soon (oh hooray, time with the parents and sister, joooy of joys) and drinking is mandatory.
I'm going to do an introduction type post, since the other two are "hello, here I'm going to write shit" and "hello, here's where I forgot to write shit." So. About me.
Joanna Louise Murphy, call me Jo. 25 years old, still a drunken teenager at heart, and I'm going to keep that way at least until I hit thirty. I'm a photographer, also teach a couple of classes at LCCA (London College of the Creative Arts). I am five-foot-two-and-a-half tall, a maddening inch and a half shorter than my sister, who is nine years younger and named Camilla. I did have my own one-bedroom flat, but having to put that on the market due to money not being as great as it was any more. I like dogs more than cats, but cats are a pretty close second.
And that's about it. My plans for tonight include re-dyeing my hair in front of re-runs of craptastic old TV shows. Who says I don't live the high life?
I'm going to do an introduction type post, since the other two are "hello, here I'm going to write shit" and "hello, here's where I forgot to write shit." So. About me.
Joanna Louise Murphy, call me Jo. 25 years old, still a drunken teenager at heart, and I'm going to keep that way at least until I hit thirty. I'm a photographer, also teach a couple of classes at LCCA (London College of the Creative Arts). I am five-foot-two-and-a-half tall, a maddening inch and a half shorter than my sister, who is nine years younger and named Camilla. I did have my own one-bedroom flat, but having to put that on the market due to money not being as great as it was any more. I like dogs more than cats, but cats are a pretty close second.
And that's about it. My plans for tonight include re-dyeing my hair in front of re-runs of craptastic old TV shows. Who says I don't live the high life?