Yesterday was lame ( Read more... )

So, I came home for a few days. I don't really know why, but I did so there we go. I've gotten to drink pink champagne with my Mum, so not all is lost ( Read more... )

So, today was pretty sweet.

Smiles.

The End.

Recent life has been simultaneously toe-curlingly busy and mind-numbingly boring. Uni has been fucking me up the ass big time, but my last hand in (the great big dissertation) is due a week on Thursday and then all I have to worry about are the exams. Hooray for the old nervous breakdown, as it afforded me an extension on the dissertation, so ( Read more... )

Today I have ( Read more... )

After about two years, I'm coming back.

More when I'm less tired.

Gosh, I'm such a troubled little thing, allegedly. I preferred it before I started all this counselling malarky ( Read more... )

Just secured me a ticket to see Art Garfunkel at the SECC in Glasgow on 20th June. I am SO excited about this! Nobody wants to come (bloody bloody people), so looks like it'll be a lone gig, but I honestly couldn't care. I'm going to see Art ( Read more... )

I just ate a shedload of Ben and Jerry's icecream. I'm wearing skinny jeans, so this should not be allowed to continue, otherwise they'll cease to fit and they're only a day old ( Read more... )

Got them! Three lovely shiny tickets for ISIHAC on 11th June...in Halifax. Excuse me while I dance uncontrollably with excitement.