kelp n scotch

5 or so wigs later & plenty of dreams past I've finally decided to blog again. Yay for my uncle probably the only person who has ever really paid attention but yeah. I forgot to share my dreams from last night with anyone so it's a perfect time to get back on this post pony, I'm not sure if you would exactly classify this as a nightmare or not.. to me my hair turning into kelp tubes and snapping off is terrifying! You know in shampoo ads when they show close ups of damaged hair?! Well my hair was just snapping off and smelling like seaweed, luckily before I hit bald town I was at a bar with a friend about to buy a $200 bottle of scotch. As we purchased it I realised I had work the next morning at 7.30 and couldn't actually stay out and drink it. I woke up feeling shit and sort of needed a scotch/wig all day. So that's me breaking the blog seal.

Boughetto

I've taken time out of my queening & cleaning to write another blog entry (simply distracting myself from intense hunger whilst waiting for my Thai food to be delivered).
Call me immature but in the last few days I've come up with a mini list of my pet hates:

1.Pots left in the sink & filled with water...just sitting their blocking the sink space
2.How they rarely have interracial/homosexual couples in cheesy American teen movies unless it's the centre of the storyline.
3.Putting my doona cover back on my doona

It's just a start, a few things that have pushed my buttons in the last week... ridiculous mundane shit. I also came to the conclusion that I feel completely embarrassed and uncomfortable eating phallic food items in public and/or in front of people that I don't know or don't know very well, well I knew this until I was alone in the staff room at work and still felt weird chomping down on a large carrot. *squiggle mouthed face.
ANyway! I'm off to eat Thai food, drink beer and play wigs!!!