Nutters. Great for comedy value. Not that I laugh. Or move. I just type.
Just reboiled the kettle for the third time. Oh yeah, gonna cig anda cup of tea. Keeping track of my thoughts on here really does help with remembering what I was doing! Bringing me back to reality.
There are fat people on the telly. Not just a bit fat, I mean really morbidly obese. It makes me feel so angry inside. Not that they are fat, they just like food, they cant help it. But angry at the injustice. There are starving hungry people in the world. Its just so unfair. Guess it just depends which card you’re delt. Like life is just one big experiment. But fair play to them, theyre on here trying to lose the weight. Sweating their huge little butts off, bless them. more than im bloody doing.
Berties asleep on my lap, purring like a trooper. Naaawwww.
Who is ‘you’ any way? I think its me, outside, here. Hello, me!
I digress. A lot, by the way, so you’ll have to get used to it. Who is ‘you’ any way? I think its me, outside, here. Hello, me!
X-factors on. Yay. Maybe I can sing a long and practice my voice, out loud, in real life.
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