sometimes I'm funny...

I just remembered... a few weeks back Andrea was driving me to my new flat with a car load of my things that she had been so graciously storing for me while I was in between places... She was at an intersection and accidentally caused her gears to grind...

'ooh my god' she said... ' I'm rubbish, wrong gear'

to which I responded...

'no no darling... it's not bad... I've always seen gears as more of a suggestion'.

ah Soya

so I've been mostly attempting to learn how to eat properly...

anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not the best of eaters... I don't get excited by food and I'm mostly lazy and eat things that don't require much attention... and mostly only things that never had faces... so it's quite a feat to try and learn how to eat the correct portion of fruit, veg and protein... the long and the short of it... I'm trying to see life beyond an 100% carbo diet... not an easy feat... but inspired by my seestor's ever successful foray to the carnivorous domain of Zone eating... I decided to give it a whirl

I'm not even that bothered by eating almonds and cottage cheese and an apple for breakfast... although I'm secretly craving marmite on toast!

Ze new miu miu handbag has arrive and it's Fabulous with a capital F! I've only a slight bit of moral dilemma about how it's possible to get it on the cheap... All instincts lean to it being of stolen origins...but I can neither confirm nor deny it... as Sinead said to me today... what's this big thing about 'morals' recently... all so over rated...

Is it possible for a job to be the death of you even after you resign... notice periods are punishment for crimes committed in past lives... that I am certain.