I’ve just come back from the brink…
Of unconsciousness caused mostly by my daily carbohydrate coma scare… My goodness it was touch and go there for a minute but I managed to wrestle free from the grasps of wobbly consciousness that would have no doubt seen me dribbling as my head nodded up and down in sharp bursts like a faulty nodding dog that you keep on your dash board.
Today’s rescue has been brought to you by my friendly mug of lemsip. With cooperation of course from the kettle and the tap who aided the rescue mission with the donation of water and heat.
Lets see if they can coast me through for the remaining 45 mins I’ve got left here
God’s Speed Sarah!
22.6.04
Sooo...
The Chilli Peppers concert was fun on Sunday but a bit of a waste of 35£ seeing as you couldn’t see a bleeding thing!
The whole head in the sand thing does keep the skin well exfoliated but does nothing for the heart… even though my head has known for a long time that things wouldn’t really work out with le boi… it’s too bad really but it takes a lot of effort to make something long distance work, and to be fair… he’s just not chipped in a pinch in the last month… and that my dear is just not good enough. Because as my sister would insist… that I repeat the mantra ‘I am a good piece of ass’ and a lot more too but you get the picture. I will be accepting hugs and reassurance that I’m doing the right thing…so please bring it on. And feel free to introduce me to any single hotties!
On to some good news! Miss Duffy Denise is moving to London! And sooner than anticipated! Will be so great to have another good friend in the big black smoke! Now all she’s got to do is find a job… shouldn’t be hard cuz she’s fab and there are loads of marcom jobs of sorts about.
Work is still helter skelter but I’m beginning to realise that it won’t ever be any different so I must just adapt… or win the lotto… I like the idea of the latter much better… *runs off to buy ticket*
The Chilli Peppers concert was fun on Sunday but a bit of a waste of 35£ seeing as you couldn’t see a bleeding thing!
The whole head in the sand thing does keep the skin well exfoliated but does nothing for the heart… even though my head has known for a long time that things wouldn’t really work out with le boi… it’s too bad really but it takes a lot of effort to make something long distance work, and to be fair… he’s just not chipped in a pinch in the last month… and that my dear is just not good enough. Because as my sister would insist… that I repeat the mantra ‘I am a good piece of ass’ and a lot more too but you get the picture. I will be accepting hugs and reassurance that I’m doing the right thing…so please bring it on. And feel free to introduce me to any single hotties!
On to some good news! Miss Duffy Denise is moving to London! And sooner than anticipated! Will be so great to have another good friend in the big black smoke! Now all she’s got to do is find a job… shouldn’t be hard cuz she’s fab and there are loads of marcom jobs of sorts about.
Work is still helter skelter but I’m beginning to realise that it won’t ever be any different so I must just adapt… or win the lotto… I like the idea of the latter much better… *runs off to buy ticket*
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