i hate mondays.
and the post drinking binge blues.
cant i work from underneath my duvet on mondays?
the world would seem a nicer place, and the banging in my head would be less intrucive.

great times, but i suppose no pain, no gain? that applicable to being insane and drinking one's own body weight? hmmm.

this is me

Word Vomit

A point in a conversation where you say something that you really didn't mean to.

I told Robin that I saw Mike with some girl at the movie theater last night. It just came out of my mouth like Word Vomit.

its my grand skill. think i can include it on my cv?! it be my strong point.

I’m still drunk!! :(


toooooooooooooooooo funny.
this is the first email that i recieved this morning: from a friend who works at an unnamed tv station, and who's shifts run from 4 am through to 12 pm. jeeeeeeeeeeeesus she has got a long morning ahead of her. i dont envy her for the world. and i was just thanking my lucky stars that i finally got some sleep last night, and was going to suggest she and i meet for a drink this evening. dont figure thats going to happen any time soon!

all over the place

this be what i is working towards producing lately. except it doesnt look half as good. rather misshapen and baggy. perhaps knitting is not my forte?
had ridiculously strange team builder for work last night- a cooking class evening. in teams. then dinner afterwards of all the various things we had cooked. was random but fun none the less (assisted by flowing red wine) and oddly enough my team won. apparently our spanakopita pastries were the bomb. ha. so i got me a free cookery book to boot. ah life is odd, fun and randomly ridiculous. in a good way. that and i got stuck in my car on the way to work this morning, as i put my jersey on over my seatbelt, and it took a good few minutes to work out what the hell i had done. again i blame the red wine, this time for the stupidity and slowness of the morning, rather than assisting for fun time. god and im back at italian this evening,after missing two classes last week and not having had time to practice. im terrified. all this on a post red wine headache and 5 hours of sleep. jesus its going to be a long day.

la la

How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me it's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read just yet you gotta spend some time love, you gotta spend some time with me and I know that you'll find love, I will possess your heart there are days when outside your window, I see my reflection as I slowly pass and I long for this mirrored perspective, when we'll be lovers, lovers at last you gotta spend some time love, you gotta spend some time with me and I know that you'll find love, I will possess your heart you reject my advances and desperate pleas I won't let you, let me down so easily you gotta spend some time love, you gotta spend some time with me and I know that you'll find love, I will possess your heart