I already keep a blog, but its more like a diary and I was in need of place where i could have a general light-hearted ramble...so here it is.
Named after one of my favorite Lily Allen songs & lyric "Everythings just wonderful...I'm having the time of my life", I'm going to use this blog as a little sarcastic outlook on my views of love, life & celebrity - should be interesting... I'm guessing it will only be read by me and my Mum (if she ever works out how to use the internet) but i shall enjoy looking back on it in time to come and think what a complete idiotic wazzock I am.
I have recently developed a bad case of insomnia. Tonight I made myself a nice cup of camomile tea, hoping it would help me unwind. There seemed to be nothing on the TV at 1.20am. I flicked the remote about a bit and then it happened - I was subjected to probably to worst programme to watch when trying to wind down...Loose Women!
4 middle aged women sat around a table bitching about men and other women. There was a reason why your Mums would send you outside to play when their friends came round, and Loose Women is solid proof about why. At 23 year old, i would much rather be pre-warned and sent upstairs to listen to my CD's for an hour, but just like when your Mums friends came round, the nosey person inside you would want to ear-wig and hear about what they were going on about...
Todays episode mainly consisted of all 4 of them massaging each others egos (oh no, thats every episode), how that Sherry is upset about growing old and having her ego massaged by the other 3, Danny Dyer disgustingly massaging their egos (I mean it was full on 'pull your knickers down and let me bang you over the table' flirting) and then the 4 of them having the cheek to talk about how they want men to be.
I was mostly out-raged by Miss Droopy-Face herself Carol McGiffin.
After spending series after series being the ultimate sour-faced man-hater, she goes on to talk about how she wants men to be real men - i.e be the hunter/bread winner.Im sorry, but have you not spent the majority of your sad lonely life going on about women being independant and not needing men??...Now you have a man in your life (or should i say boy seen as hes half your age) your all smiley and trying to act like the little lady.
Well you saggy ball-bag faced hypocrite - you annoy the sodding hell out of me. Please DO ONE!
Now, after that out-rage, i had to put a wash on, hang it up to dry and have another camomile tea. Im still no where near tired, and i'm all ill and run down of late. I need a normal sleep pattern.
Well, I may get under the covers and try and think happy thoughts. Thoughts of cozy winter nights, Xmas markets, boxing day sales, scented candles and cuddles...
Farewell for now...
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