How is it that my stuff seems to multiply tenfold when i'm packing to go back to university? There is a mound of stuff sitting in the kitchen and i'm nowhere near done. How the hell is it all going to go into the car? It's not like we can make a return trip
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It is 3:36 in the afternoon and I have yet to brush my hair or get dressed. I am supposed to be packing. I did make a start anyway... if three bags of stuff constitutes a start.
When the fuck did that happen. Everything i've tried to read for like the past couple of weeks has just had me reach for the back button. And I know its not because the fics suck. It just doesn't whet my appetite as it were.
Was my last day at work until christmas today (hooray hooray hooray) so I am feeling v cheerful. I am meant to be on a diet but due to cheerfulness have eaten ben and jerrys and chocolate and crisps, and after I go food shopping I shall have wine to drink. I should feel guilty but i really don't care
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Ha, such is the joy of living in a cold climate; you can automatically justify spending money on winter/autumn clothing because you know you will need them. *cough*eveniftheyarecompletelyimpracticalforsaidclimate*cough*
... I would only have £550,000 which I doubt would be enough to fund my ultimate shopping spree. But if I had a million pounds ( I would buy (for a start anyway) )
C'mon guys, tell me something about yourself that I wouldn't know already. Am intrigued.
I shall start.
One thing you wouldn't know about me is that currently I have glittery skin. Another, is that I keep every single cinema and concert stub and staple or glue them into my journal... and then forget about them.
Disclaimer: The opinions stated are exactly that, opinions. They are not facts, they are not a direct attack on your personal tastes, got that? Thank you.
Oh, and if you do like these things you suck. ( joke! )