Sunday, 30 November 2008


Full of things I don't want to do and decisions I don't want to make.

Wednesday, 26 November 2008

Day 26

Third day back of work after my terrible illness. And dear god do I wish I was still ill so I wouldn't be suffering from this terrible boredom.

Literally, I'm getting paid to be doing what I'd be doing at home (bar playing quick fire pool - i think it would be taking the piss a bit to play miniclip games at work) - sitting around listening to Saosin and talking on msn and myspace. For the past two days getting home of an evening all I want to do is have a bath and a cuddle with Jon and Vinnie.

Okay so payday is on Friday. But here is my dilemma. I have about £8. £5 of which I need to get to work tomorrow. Do I buy cigarettes and go hungry today, and hungry and cigarette-less tomorrow? Will I be that silly? Probably. A can of diet coke needs to be thrown into the equation as well.

After I get paid this weekend should be cool, going out for din dins with Faye on friday night. HOPEFULLY seeing some Swindon friends on saturday, if they come down. And shop shop shopping.

Little less shallow time now, I have been thinking about the past year and how crazy it's been. On Monday, it's a year since Jon and me started going out. I can't believe it. This time of year really reminds me of how happy I was then. Not that I'm not happy now, because I am. Stupidly happy.

Diet Coke and Cigarettes

Tuesday, 18 November 2008


Oh god, so bored. Currently 9:51am, I've resided to Jade's bed while shes at work because I have been kept up since half 5 from Jon's coughing fits/ elbowing me/ nutting me in his sleep. Ironically, Vinnie who is the usual keeper upper is sleeping like a baby at my feet. Couldn't be bothered to watch Jeremy Kyle this morning.

Still ill which means I am still at home. I did something bad yesterday and got Scrubs series 3, since I was on my own all day and needed to cheer myself up. Oh and a Big Mac. Shhhh.

So I'm laying in Jade's bed (which is soo cosey), with Vinnie, a cup of tea, and Scrubs. And I have the curtains open so I can see how shit it is outside and be glad that the only reason I would need to leave the house is if there is a fire.

Monday, 17 November 2008

Jeremy Kyle and a sick day

I am so disgustingly stinkingly ill. I woke up this morning and thought OH! I actually feel okay. Setting two feet outside the bed and pulling myself onto Earth I actually realized I had a shockingly high temperature, fever, and heart palpitations.

So now it's 9:55 and actually feels like I have been up for hours, I'm doing what any normal person does when they're sick - cuddling up on the sofa watching Jezza and cuddling my kitten. One thing that could make me feel slightly better is getting some tlc from my boyfriend who is still dead to the world and a cuppa - some selfish sod used the last bit of milk which I myself paid for.

Tuesday, 4 November 2008

november the fourth

long train journeys are awful. entertainment for my journey completely dissappeared today as my phone battery ran out and the book i was reading was not really any good. there was one copy of the metro someone had left on the train, me and some bloke both dived for it at the same time but he got there first. he could of been a gent really and said, here you have it. he looked like he was enjoying reading his metro and munching his burger king.

oh well. it took me nearly four hours to get home to london from swindon once again. something else that annoys me is how the queue in morrissons is always so huge?! it's hardly any good in there but better than our local co-op.

so me and faye were meant to venture to leeds today but plans fell through at last minute. a bit gutting but theres all the time in the world for road trips.

i don't think i have anything else to say, except amandas rendition of how to cure clamidia (sp?) "you go to the walk in centre and get a little PILLLLL". except in sing song.

ciao xo

Saturday, 1 November 2008

no need for a title

It is absolutley freezing, and I love this time of year. The atmosphere reminds me of last year and how happy I was. But I don't think it compares to how happy I am now.

Halloween was yesterday - not one of my favourite holidays. Reason being, bad stuff tends to happen to me on October 31st ( previous scenarios being car crash, fireworks through the letterbox and police kicking in the front door). But nothing bad seemed to happen yesterday.

I learnt something new about myself though - apparantly I need to scan the room before I start talking, I did a hatrick with putting my foot in it yesterday.

Apart from that, and projectile vomiting on my own bed this morning, it went smoothly. Oh and me and Jon had an argument over the stupidest thing ever which ended in me throwing a kebab (key-bab) out the window, but we had a good laugh about that this morning.

I'm sitting here now not even thinking what I should write. Loneliness affects me in such a way that I dither around like a lost puppy and end up smoking ridiculous amounts out of sheer boredom, then remember I actually have a blog and that I should write in it, with the off chance that someone actually reads this. Although I have only actually been alone for a few hours and Amanda will be home in a minute but I am bored senseless.

I'll end this now with a quote of a quote from my favourite film;
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot, the world forgetting, by the world forgot, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned.