Sugar baby honey chile!
Oh how I feel like something.
I forgot how good a hot shower feels like on a cold morning. I was singing my heart out too. I am an absolute die-hard shower singer. I like Frank Sinatra but today it was Queen. You know the Opera bit in Bohemian Rhapsody? You can only imagine.
I just found out my Mum's still at home...
I'm so off breakfasts. I think I've had my fair share. I can't deal with toast or bacon and eggs or cereal. Perhaps I will change my mind.
I really wanted that last melt at Jamaica Blue but I was dragged away. To my later disapointment. There was a lot of sighing and pouting.
There was this huge line of asians waiting outside what looked like a pretty shoddy pub kind of place in the city on Saturday night. What's the deal with that? Desperate, extremely bothered or extremely worthwhile? Maybe there was another place behind or downstairs. I had a good look and it still looked shitty.
Funny moment of woman crossing street rabbling out loud. Scary but funny. Scary cos she was quite busty and her 'shirt' looked like it was about to fall off..
Lesson today. I revisited some early John Mayer songs. I realised I had the strumming pattern for 3x5 completely wrong. It was a major epiphany. And I can actually fit my hand round for all of St. Patricks Day. That is my absolute favourite John Mayer song. And I've completely forgotten Sucker and City Love. But every song is much easier now, I couldn't believe I was ever bothered to learn them in the first place. That's what you call dedicated.
I'm in love with Life On Mars by David Bowie and The March Of The Black Queen by Queen. They're so good they're almost yummy. In fact they are yummy.
Because I'm a generous old soul:
David Bowie - Life On Mars
Queen - The March Of The Black Queen
I forgot how good a hot shower feels like on a cold morning. I was singing my heart out too. I am an absolute die-hard shower singer. I like Frank Sinatra but today it was Queen. You know the Opera bit in Bohemian Rhapsody? You can only imagine.
I just found out my Mum's still at home...
I'm so off breakfasts. I think I've had my fair share. I can't deal with toast or bacon and eggs or cereal. Perhaps I will change my mind.
I really wanted that last melt at Jamaica Blue but I was dragged away. To my later disapointment. There was a lot of sighing and pouting.
There was this huge line of asians waiting outside what looked like a pretty shoddy pub kind of place in the city on Saturday night. What's the deal with that? Desperate, extremely bothered or extremely worthwhile? Maybe there was another place behind or downstairs. I had a good look and it still looked shitty.
Funny moment of woman crossing street rabbling out loud. Scary but funny. Scary cos she was quite busty and her 'shirt' looked like it was about to fall off..
Lesson today. I revisited some early John Mayer songs. I realised I had the strumming pattern for 3x5 completely wrong. It was a major epiphany. And I can actually fit my hand round for all of St. Patricks Day. That is my absolute favourite John Mayer song. And I've completely forgotten Sucker and City Love. But every song is much easier now, I couldn't believe I was ever bothered to learn them in the first place. That's what you call dedicated.
I'm in love with Life On Mars by David Bowie and The March Of The Black Queen by Queen. They're so good they're almost yummy. In fact they are yummy.
Because I'm a generous old soul:
David Bowie - Life On Mars
Queen - The March Of The Black Queen