Well, i've had a whirlwind week...

I moved jobs. It's weird. I cried my whole first day, (sneakily, so no-one would think i was a weirdey), and most of my second day. But do you know, the people are actually really nice, and helpful. And even though it's the same job, it's TOTALLY different, and they've been so good and nice and kind to me. So i like it.

And my friends from my last job have been flipping brilliant, and so supportive, and still kept in contact, and i feel confident that they're friends for a long time, not just work friends. Which is awesome.

And i had my leaving work party. I got so drunk i fell down a flight of stairs, and i've a HUGE bruise on my bum bum. Ooops.

BUT.... I've a bit gym obsessed. I go the the gym, a lot. I love my gym. And i had a fitness assessment, and when we did my body mass index my instructor said i was borderline underweight, and then, she starting some mad maths, and had a table, and apparently when you add up my weight, bmi, height and all that shit you get some OTHER result, and accoring to that i'm obese. OBESE....I nearly lost my life. Needless to say i've been gymming it up somthing fierce since then, What do you think, am i obese?



AND, i got a proper random blast from the past today. Been a weird week, all i can say.

AND, next week i've got more root canals and a ball too. What does one wear to a ball? Can one wear tracksuit? I'm hoping one can. And not nearly enough gin fizz for my taste. Booo.

Hope you'er all really well. I'm having issues spelling today. Sorry...

kisses.