Earlier this week, The Sun appeared to have taken a very quiet and important decision to drop its outdated, misogynistic feature, Page 3. Now, it seems that this was all a big joke and it's being reinstated.
I'm putting a little spacer of two calming kittens here so that if you don't want to read about mooncups and all the stuff that comes with it, you don't have to.
BoyPerson's university term finishes on Friday. He then returns home for the Christmas vac on Saturday and won't be back for another 5+ weeks. I've booked Friday afternoon off work so I can spend as much time with him as possible before he leaves on Saturday afternoon.
And it only took an hour (as promised) from casting on to casting off.
Talking about my weekend plans of the unexpected flight over to see my grandmother who, on the back of chemo not working, has been hospitalised, trying and failing to hide the fact that I was crying, having my colleague apologise for making me cry, and then sitting in my car for 10 minutes crying big ugly tears.
Guys. GUYS. I am feeling so pent-up right now. I feel like I could bite through a telephone pole.
You know when you have a close family member who's quite seriously ill, you probably want to be kept updated on how they're doing, right? Like, as soon as the development occurs, you want to hear about it? Or if you have to hear about it from another person, you probably want to hear about it as soon as they do?
Every time I walk home alone in the dark, I find myself drafting the post that one day I will have the courage to publish that I (currently) call "What it is to be a girl".
Hello GT friendlings :) So as you may/may not remember, about 3 weeks ago I signed up for OKC and things were moving along quite nicely. I'm pleased to say they are continuing nicely and yet, also frustratingly. Intrigued?
just because I've had a good couple of months collectively doesn't mean you have to shit all over it. There isn't a certain amount of happiness you're allowed, you don't have to shit over my family just because things are going well in another part of my life.
Earlier this week, I got OkCupid on a whim, and I've had progress since so I thought I'd update you - because you all really care, obviously.
In a moment of madness/curiosity this evening, I decided to get OkCupid. So far it's been harmless - but I have had a slightly interesting (not weird, not creepy) encounter.
Happy Friday guys.
Today has been so bad, you guys. It's been like a non-stop parade of "let's shit on hirondelle and make today a misery" from the moment I fired up my emails this morning. I try to think the best of people, I really do, but I'm losing patience and the ability to think well of everyone.
I found a mystery video on my phone earlier, and when I played it back, it's just my housemate and I talking about sweet potato and lentil soup for a full minute.
I'm sat in my car, it's pouring rain, and I'm staring at nothing and thinking about life while "Brothers on a Hotel Bed" plays (on my iPod). I'm literally experiencing the beautifully-filmed, perfectly-soundtracked filler scene of the movie of my life.
1. My boss came in and we had a 15 minute chat about Eurovision
2. FIRST CUP OF COFFEE IN OVER A WEEK HAAAALLELUJAH (food poisoning is pretty much over)
3. DARK CHOCOLATE DIGESTIVES because food poisoning is pretty much over
4. I've had "Rise Like A Phoenix" in my head all day and feel like I can do ANYTHING
5. The little…