You know that old expression "Bitten of more than you can chew"... I'm becoming and ambassador for that saying. Honestly how many times do I have to chuck myself in the shit before I finally end up dead.
I volunteered myself, pretty much, to organise something before Christmas day without asking the appropriate people and now - under-prepared I'm trying to piece it together and gain the help off all the friends I can.
In other news, I'd like to rip out my brain and get a new one so I can stop thinking about you this challenge sucks so f**kin much or go on holidays far away and never come back so that I can start all over again. I know life is no walk in the park but it's doing my head in... perhaps that's what I need... less indoors more outdoors, less computer stuff more walks in the park but f**k me, parks make me think of you too.
Completely separate from that, some random thoughts:
My back still hurts...
I'm having a lot of fun discovering deviantART... making Catpoo thoroughly annoyed for asking too many questions
I've fallen into the copycat track again...
I've always been a stalker... I know it's bad, it's just in my nature
Keep reading and swearing at me and demanding things if you wish, it's only your time wasted
Nicklebutt is sleep talking again
Nathaniel is home for Christmas
I sound like my mother on the phone and more so in person everyday
Dad managed to crack us (the whole family) up within 3 minutes of being home... Legend
I've got no idea what I want for Christmas... because what I have in mind would involve changing space and time - which unfortunately for me I don't think is possible.
Luke 19: 46
"It is written in the Scriptures that God said, 'My Temple will be a house of prayer.' But you have turned it into a hideout for thieves!"
God Bless
Elleness
xxx
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