To save for Japan Im working like I have no social life (I say 'like' I have no social life but Ive basically got non whats so ever), the mere mention of 'drink', 'party', 'dance' or 'lets go to...' makes me crawl like some kind of vampire back to the dark pit I call my room.
Ive also come into the broody month of my year, I saw this gorgeous gorgeous puppy the other day, proper cute, big floppy ears and a look that would melt the heart of even the evilest of villains (by that I mean a Mojo Jojo kinda villain because I m pretty sure if you threw a puppy like this at Cruella Deville or Skeletor guy from He-Man then they'd either eat or clobber it to death and make it into a hat) and I realised that I want to be a mummy to said puppy or one of equal cute value.
Im pretty sure Id be an amazing mum, I love animals more than I love my family and friends, dont worry they all know I do, I use to tell them frequently that Fatty was the only one I truely loved and my family just nod and smile and basically think Ive lost the plot. They kinda have a point.
Right now Im watching Alan Carr. You should be too.
My friend saw me writing on this the other day and went " Does anyone even read this?" My reply?
"I think if anyone did they'd be put to sleep"
She agreed. Ha.
Whats awesome about today?
Alan Carr and Chocoalte Pocki sticks. end.