So I had 2 glasses of wine last night and developed a headache. I thought it was a ‘wine’ headache and decided to just watch Casualty and go to bed. I then got all achy which was not nice.
This has led to me sleeping on and off till 3pm because every time I open my eyes I’m in agony. Now sitting in a pair of sunglasses in my living-room. YAS!
Just made a Josef Fritzl-ish joke on Twitter. Gonna get sued or some shit.
Took little and large a walk today. (Taken with instagram)
Seen a photograph on Facebook of a person I’d rather not and almost puked.
Now I realise it’s silly keeping people on your profile that you don’t want to be in contact with but I am, terrified, (for want of better word) of bumping into them in social settings where we both frequent. More so because I have no idea how I will react to them. Whether I’d get angry and freak out, whether I’d get upset and cry or whether I’d just sit there and shut up. Or more likely run away.
So I use it as a kind of sat-nav of where to avoid and when because when they are socialising it tends to be after they’ve posted a status about wanting to go out.
I’ve learned in the last month or so that you can think you know someone reasonably well, even if its been a year or so since you actually met up. But my god unless you are them or inside their head you have no fucking idea.
“Extraordinary People; The girl with 90% burns.” Aye because a persons illness/condition defines them. Shit happens to so many people out there and they just get on with life and to walk past them in the street you wouldn’t even know.
It really pisses me off when programmes like that have titles etc which don’t personalise the individual. If a documentary was made about my family members who have conditions and was called “The boy with hydrocephalus” or “The boy with autism” I’d hit the roof. Their condition doesn’t make them who they are. They have names and their own personalities regardless.
*copied from my Facebook page*
Almost 7 times a day on average couples will argue. I feel like this is a true fact.
(Source: ForGIFs.com, via catsncats)
Fathers in a mood again. This is fun. Oh so fun.
Shads relaxing. (Taken with instagram)
Some guy I kissed in a pub last year (aye Zoe it is that guy) asked if I was wanting to go to his for beers. He’s not spoken to me since that night in the pub. I don’t know whether to be flattered or offended. Either way I declined, I’m working tomorrow first thing.
