Tuesday, June 24, 2008

I know, I know, another bloody graph. But they do make me laugh so





Monday, June 23, 2008

I feel decidedly revolting right now. Not as in only just today (although today it seems to be magnified, being a Monday and all) but I have just been feeling grotty in general, for weeks now. I know why it is too, and I know how to fix it but I just can't get out of this funk in order to do so. I need to stop drinking so much. I need to get back to the gym or regular walking or something and I need to pull my finger out of my arse and start eating properly. It has been over a month since I gave up eating meat, and about three weeks since I have prepared a balanced meal. I have been relying on Turkish rolls filled with mushrooms and sun-dried tomatoes and grilled eggplant and baby spinach and cheese, when I know that wheat products make me feel bloated and awful. I have been eating chocolate again, in bed, at night, which then of course fucks up my sleep and the cycle continues. Even my bedroom is more of a frothing mess than usual, and this fuels the discordance from when I rise (late, always late) and have to run around and try to find clean clothes, which don't require ironing. Usually the latter requirement is struck off when it appears that I shall be late to work again. My skin feels gross and itchy. My legs are scaly from where I can't be bothered to moisturise them. My hair seems to switch overnight between being wiry and out of control to being oily and lank. I am back drinking coffee and not eating breakfast. I have puffy eyes which don't recede until past 10am. I am fucking grumpy, even though my period started on the weekend so the crazy hormone show should be over.


I am flying to Adelaide this weekend for 3 days and nights of getting retarded in a city which I don't live in. I'm going there with a friend who will be a terrible (read: awesome) influence on me. It is in attempt to have a little holiday after the car-crash which was my birthday escape (which I realise I have not blogged about. I may at some stage, but in summary - it was terrible).


Once I return from that it will be time to have a bit of a life-detox.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

How completely awesome is a mid-week bottle of good ol' chardy?


Pretty awesome, I'll give you the tip.


Also, how good is Machine Gun Fellatio's 'The girl of my dreams (is giving me nightmares)'?

Favourite lyric - "She's got style, she's got violent ways about her". Also, "The girl of my dreams is giving me nightmares/I don't know what it means, but she's got multi-coloured hair/When she stands in the sand I dream of peaches/And I'm not sure what that means either". Oh Pinky, you funny fucker.

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