Grrrrrr

I HATE THE RAIN!

Shiiiiit

My phone is RUBBISH! Apart from never having any signal and messages just sitting in my outbox, my alarm has now decided not to work. I didn't wake up until 10am! So late for work, but the boss isn't here till later so I might just get away with it if nobody blabs.

Rain rain, go away, come again another day.

Stumped

I'm kinda stumped on these get rich quick schemes. Drawing up blanks.

Was planning to trot along to Brighton's Gay Pride Parade at the weekend but the forecast is for heavy rain - boo! I don't even own an umbrella since the last one blew inside out and snapped. Perhaps I shall stick around London town. save the train fare.

God I want a snog. And a cuddle. Humph.

Silly Body

I really could've done with some sleep last night, you'd think my body would know that. But nooo, I had to lie awake raking over stupid stuff in my head. Past things that I can't change, that only upset me to think about.

Feeling grotty today. I curled my hair, then got rained on. Not a great start to the day. I think I need to escape to a nice hot country, somewhere far away from city stress. Don't get me wrong, I do love London. But I'm knackered!

Zzzzz.....

Fickle

I have a few questions.

1. Why is 'The Grand Old Duke of York' stuck in my head?

2. Will England ever see a week straight with no rain during the summer?

3. Why are women so fickle?

You might be scratching your head at that last one, as I am indeed a woman. But I even find myself annoying! I keep going on one or two dates with perfectly nice guys, and then I get bored and can't be bothered to see them again. But the guys I really do like are the ones I can't have, who already have girlfriends or live abroad.

Damn my fickleness!