Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head
Coffee is not helping my hangover, I wonder if throwing up might.
Yes, yes it does.
Is it really 9am, if so, why is it still dark – Edinburgh?
I hate the boy for getting to stay in bed until 11am this morning.
Switching the light on every 5 minutes helps this anger go away pretty quickly though.
Good. my new fringe hides my wrinkly forehead; I wonder if I could develop a fringe that could clip over the bags under my eyes.
My trousers wouldn’t be so tight if I didn’t eat roughly 4 chocolate biscuits from the team tin every day.
Must not eat biscuits today.
The boy thinks my hair cut makes me look ‘hot’. However he thinks I look hot in my cow print jammies so I’m not sure if I should believe him.
Are fringes meant to stick out at 45 degrees?
Where the fuck are my straighteners?
45 minutes is far too long to take to walk to work when it usually takes me 20 minutes, tops.
I hope the boy’s sister liked the ring I bought her for her birthday and wasn’t just being polite.
I will never ever go to a club night called ‘Couture’ ever again. Ok, I might go to point. And laugh.
Edinburgh yahs really get on my tits.
I wonder if my work would let me bring lily the kitten to the office for use as a hot water bottle for my alcohol induced poorly tummy.
Greggs or Soup?
Soup is crap at getting rid of a hangover.
I wonder if throwing up will help.
Yes, yes it does.
Carrot and corriander soup tastes no better the 2nd time around.
My boss must think I’m slightly gay as he just said Smidge will know if Claire Balding plays for the other side. That or he knows I am a qossip queen. (She is)
I should stop googling people. I now my ex doesn’t blow his own trumpet according to one news article. The ex’s fiancé is a really boring tweeter.
Why does the director’s office at my work have a rhino on the window sill?
I’m really looking forward to a huge fry up for tea tonight.
Is it home time yet?