I’ve set up a new Tumblr, not using this one anymore. Sifting is difficult. I’m assuming you will know this: Who of you do I actually still speak to or like or I look at your blog or you’re alive?
Fucking hell Cava is disgusting.
“Dogs you may know”
This bit is always like this these days, aw loads of bullies, not complaining.
Ugh
Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.
1 hours sleep, ack.
Spilt cider on my keyboard and now it won’t work so I’m having to use the one off my old eMac. Clunk clunk clunk clunk.
Last night I had about five dreams rolled into one.
Adopted a bullie cross, had all the shape of an English Bull Terrier but it was like fluffy, had to adopt a black cat with it too because it was the fluffy bullie’s best friend or something, and Chloe was alright with them both. Carried them home in Tesco bags, normal.
Oh, and something to do with some lady, anyway went back to sleep to try and carry the dream on but I don’t think it worked, just ended up messing up my real life day.
Do dreams count as having a good day, or does it have to be proper stuff?
Turns out I have a hair appointment booked for tomorrow and idk how I’m going to explain to her what I want it like.
Booooooo-hoo.
Bought a Mac Mini off eBay a month or so ago, anyway, just reset it now and a shared folder thing has popped up in the sidebar that I’d not noticed before so I had a look and it’s full of very soft porn and shitty songs like Britney and Ultrabeat. As well as pictures from some holiday.
OMG HAHAHAHAH.
I’m so confused right now, I’m guessing it’s something that’s hung around from when the guy restored it, kind of a bit worried it could be someone trying to get in my computer or something whilst I’m sat here pissing myself, but still, how fucking funny.
I’m never selling a computer…
Things that I wanted to do last week:
- Send sketchbook off to Hungary.
Yes, sort of: Finished drawing, all packaged, sending today. - Go back to the gym.
Yes. - Apply for 3 jobs.
Yes, well applied for one and rang two but those jobs had gone. - Ring up talk person before I get referred back to GP.
No, couldn’t be fucked with that. - Visit my brother.
No, turns out my Dad and Bradley were on holiday. - Pick new haircut.
Yes, but need to find a picture to show hairdresser.
Things to do before Sunday:
- Update drawing blog.
- Submit sketchbook scan to fuckyeahmoleskines.
- Look for jobs everyday and apply for any new ones.
- Order tablets.
- Visit my brother.
- Find picture of haircut.
- Get up before 10 on three days.
Left all the things quite late last week and didn’t think I’d end up doing any and would be dead pissed off at myself but did the ones I could, so pretty happy. I don’t want to leave them so late this week.
