• I keep having these wonderful sensual erotic dreams that never ever end satisfactorily. Something always comes up, and it’s always something unfun and mundane, so I don’t get to get off.
• For my birthday my body gave me a period, early and painful [still, I was in a drugged haze for about two days so not all bad]. Nothing says hate like poorly timed menstruation.
• My liver seems to be malfunctioning which makes an absolute mockery of my desire to drink away my sorrows and being all ouchy-ouch-ouch and shit. This also means I’m having the most ridiculous hangovers. Honestly, I didn’t drink that much.
• There was something else but I’ve forgotten it. Maybe forgetting is the something? Life’s great mysteries, blah.
Attention!! Addendum!! I remember what the other thing was, it’s not my memory though that’s irritating, it’s that I discovered my first grey [by which I mean snow fucking white] hair last Friday. I ripped the fucker out and am investigating better and more regular colouration. Fuck, grey hair! I feel like a nanna. It was quite long too and did I mention snowy white? White? White! After the initial shock I figured that if I go grey/white quickly then I’ll die the fuckers platinum blonde and NEVER act serious again! Take that aging!
And as a little something extra, is anyone else a bit weirded by the fact that Jarvis Cocker, yes, that Jarvis Cocker, has had an album out for over a week and I don't own it yet? The stars, oh the stars, they must be out of alignment!