mslait

I've been feeling a bit minging this week. I have this sort of ritual when I feel a bit pooey and I want to feel all sexified. I glam myself up (there's usually no one in the house but me when I do this), put on a nice dress, some heels and cover my face in slap. It serves as a reminder that I can look nice when I feel like it. I don't know about you, but I never feel as sexy wearing my favourite jeans and cotton pants, as I do when I've got nice underwear and a pretty dress on! One of these days, I might find a happy medium.

The outcome of that little outburst was this:


I'm on the most part quite happy with my body. But there's always room for improvement, so if anyone knows any awesome ways I can tone my tummy up, please let me know. I may have overdone it a bit on the chocolate recently.... mmmm chocolate. So far, I've resisted the urge to bake cupcakes this month. But we're only on day 12 so there's plenty of time to rectify that!

So today, I have mainly been listening to this awesome song.


I'm so glad Brody Dahl is back. I loved her in the Distillers but I think I like her new musical direction even more.

I'm going through some personal stuff at the moment with men in my life. And I've been hanging out with my best mate absolutely loads (he's awesome). I slept in his bed again last night (completely platonically) but you know when it kind of feels like you're going out with someone but you're not? I kind of feel like that. We almost had "that" conversation the other day - you know the dreaded one where you talk about where your friendship is going. I really don't want to have that conversation - I've been avoiding it for a good few weeks now. But, I know it's coming. Problem is, I'm not "in love" with my bestmate. He's my bestmate. And my ex-boy and I have only just gone our separate ways... so my feelings are mega confused right now. Plus the fact that ex-boy has gone AWOL. Why do boys do that? When you are trying to find out how you feel about them, why do they insist on buggering out of your stratosphere? Eeeeek. Ah, well. Time will tell, I guess. Either that, or more drunken nights out with my bestmate will come to some kind of clatostrophic conclusion.

So I felt like some personal ranting today, please excuse. I'm in on a Friday night - this clearly means I need to sort my life out and get a regular job again. This recession is irritating me more than anything else right now. I miss having money to buy nice underwear. Would you believe I've made a list of all the things I want to buy when I get a regular job? Top of that list is a tattoo that I've been coveting for the past 2 years, and that I've now decided I definitely want. Anyone want to bring me a job, so I can go get myself inked up some more?!

xxx