My feet hurt so much!

They've sort of gone white.......
My first full day at work was a good un. But by eck my feet do hurt from all that running up and down stairs. I was hoping to lose weight from this but I jusy had a massive hippy burger followed by ssticky toffee pudding and custard.

Angry day.

Feeling a bit like I want the world to end.

Day off guilt.

sooooooo, I start my new job tomorrow at 9 am. This makes me the saddest McBean ever as I love my job and I love Charley and we have the most fun. I was meant to be working today but have taken the day off even though I desperately need the money. Reason being....... I need to sort my shit out. There are about 20 pairs of shoes scattered around, coats gone a-scew around the house, hair clips, bangles, earrings, tea cups, used face wipes three bags of rubbish, a pile of washing, random bags with nothing in..... ALL OVER MY ROOM! ( and a bit all over the house too.)
I've made quite a good start so far...... I've utilised my huge airing cupboard. Jo's dad nicely put shelves up in it but it's become rather unused of late... more a dumping ground for my clean bedding. Now it is a haven of wonder! Everything is neatly folded and organised. All my ear muffs, leg warmers, umbrellas, shoes, hats and Christmas jumpers are neatly organised and stored. I even hoovered the floor in there! Oh yes! I am already starting to feel quite positive about this new tidy and organised me! New job, new less messy life! Suppose I should really be getting on with it.... maybe I'll treat y'all to a lovely photo of my tidy room when I am finished! Better go to Microphone hgeads and buy some polish!

Things i should be doing....

Include

• Organising my stuff that is spilling out everywhere and ruining my life on a day to day basis.

• Washing the pots that I made last night; which is the worst job ever - especially since all my fingers are fucked up and one bled for over an hour today.

• Getting washed and changed in order to out to a gig later - i am too deflated to be social this week (*ahem* Year)
• Hanging my washing out lest it fester and start to smell.
• Think about making a light snack so I don't puke after a few Strongbows (since I always want to drink something tastier and less lesbian-esque but never have the will power to change my mind)

Things I am actually doing include:

• Playing with my new Fairy Tail ( For those of you not in tghe know they are brightly coloured bird toys with luscious flowing locks and a motif on them with a little perch for them to sit on - my boyfriend got it for me today because he is nice)
• Not getting changed - I'd better hurry up as my dress is hard to get out of so i need my housemate to get me out of it before she goes and tends to her boyfriend who has man flu)
• Looking lovingly at my cupcake pyjamas and bed thinking how nice it would be to get in their and not leave until tomorrow.
• Parting my hair so i look like a Bradley doll.
  

well chums, I'd better be scooting. Got some stuff to do (Most likely the pyjama thing!)
Excited for my new job. Charlotte sats if I tell them the story about me getting my drink spiked then throwing a chicken nugget up out my nose they'll all want to be my friend. Luckily I'm a vegetarian now so anything coming out my nose will be easier to pass.

Evenings.

Getting in is sooooooo good! You take your shoes off and eat some tea! Watch a bit of Hollyoaks! Drink some Pumpkin Beer! Best of all...... you're closer to bedtime! So much better than mornings!
Things I like today are :

• Drinking LOADS of tea.
• Trying Gingerbread Truffles from Thorntons (yummy!)
• Getting a Shellsuit jacket (STYLE!)
• Getting 3 newborn ponies in the post!
• Having tasty tea made for me (When though? I'm hungry now!)

I don't want to watch Harry Potter because I am not into it and it is not very gory. But I thihnk that I have to watch it.

mornings.

Sometimes getting up makes me feel a bit like I am going to slip into some sort of comatose state.
The very idea of everything I have to do before I even leave the house; Shower, dry, Dry hair, skin routine, style hair, do make up, choose an outfit, throw it bnack, choose another outfit, try not to cry at how disgusting you feel, choose another outfit (the one you wear all the time and the one EVERYONE has seen you in), choose shoes to go with it (one's that actually match and one's the you can a) stand in all day and b) your feet wont freeze in in the icy temperatures of your place of "employ"), see the huge pile of pots from the night before and feel the need to wash them, hang your washing oiut, put a new load of washing in, feed the hamster and the fish making a mental note to clean them out when you get in, open the curtains so day time burglars know that your house is in regular occupation, ignore the pile of bills stacking up on the mail shelf, find a coat that matches your outfit along with a matching umbrella as it is sure as hell going to rain when you're too far to turn back and not near enough to escape the downpour.
Finally you are out of the house. Now you've just got the 30 minutes walk to town to endure, knowing you have no money to buy fruit to eat which is why you've had a bug for three weeks (no vitamins to see it off). You've got Sheffield's quota of workman littering your way shouting a whole array of what their tiny brains consider insults (Noting what colour you are wearing, singing a song related to that colour, calling you a 'sexy ginner' or ,my personal favourite, saying you have 'big hips, good enough to bear their children and asking would you like to?')
It's just not worth it.

Testing Testing 123

First blog dudes and dudettes. I'm promise I'm more exciting than this usually but sleeping all afternoon and looking at pictures of Mahone from Prison Break has sort of taken it out of me.
Expect entries of silliness, anger and vaguely amusing photos.
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