Morning. Well afternoon. I am taking a sick day ( at my own expense I might add) as I have finally fallen prey to the abomination known as the common cold.
Just what my temper needed.
To be fumbling around for a itchy lipstick blotted tissue - whilst an attractive stream of transculent watersnot elegantly streams down my face. Charmed - I'm sure . The commuters are pretending not to notice, but how could you not it was just amazing it a totally gross way.
Moving past body fluids of one kind and moving onto and into another , BF mentioned today I had seemingly lost my mojo. I think the words "two months" and " you have seem to of lost interest" were muttered in The Doctors Surgery in the SAME sentence. He may as well of sealed up my vagina with masking tape and marked it "Winter Clothes".
You know , there is a time in every mid twenties girls life when its just OK to be tired. Well it should be ok. To be trademarkedly confusing, I often like to go to bed wearing these but that's only before sex, normally after that I get into these. So if I start off the night wearing the latter, it's normally fair indication I just want to drift off in a nice spoon position. Not the fork postion. ( Sharp Prong in the middle).
I haven't really begun to promote this blog yet as I was perfecting every post, going back and trying to get rid of things that sounded pretentious and gitlike and basically proofing over for spelling errors. I'm about to link up with some sites - If they will let HG to do that of course.
I had one feedback, so I'm possibly not just talking to myself anymore. Horray for sanity.
At the moment, I am unsure how to divide my past into my present. Everyday is an adventure and I want to share but in order for you to fully understand the dailies I perhaps should start from the begginning and race full speed. I think in about three weeks we should have it done.
Let's get started shall we.. Let me pop on a record. Splendid.