I have been fanging for a margarita for about 3 days now. I don't know why specifically but my theory is this ( Read more... )

Why do carnies think they belong in the circus? Possibly because they are small and freakish and smell like cabbage and have small hands and are therefore deemed as 'unfit' for normal society. But I ask myself, how can there be so much hate for them when every sidewalk in the UK is built for folk of their size.

Seriously, its all I can do to get one ( Read more... )

Several questions today ( Read more... )

Today I feel like making lists so I will ( Read more... )

I miss unemployment. I don't miss the not having money part, even though that is the exact situation I am in now.

My job is MIND-NUMBINGLY boring. My last job, which I thought was POSSIBLY THE WORST JOB EVER, 8 hour a day minion watch,  would be a welcome relief. Tussaud's, which I had to commute two hours every day for and usually consisted of ( Read more... )

I am not, I would say, the slimmest young chicken on the block.  I have lost at least a good ten kilos this year and am still going. I am now a size 12 but still have work to do. I have, for my own sake and the general public, learned a few fashion 'faux pas' to avoid until construction is completed.

For example, my arms do not go on display as I ( Read more... )

A notation must be made here.

This here journal has been unused, it tells me, for 138 weeks.  Thus, what lies below is the moody ups- and-downs rantings of  an angsty teenager and first year university student.

To say I was EMO would be an understatement.  But it was the proper emo, the emo that started years before these skinny black jeans wearing ( Read more... )

oh mi mcgddles ( Read more... )

i feel distraught, I feel gross, I feel yuck, I feel like crying ( Read more... )

oh lordie ( Read more... )