then I went to cleanse/moisturise my face. I came back and pottered about for 10 minutes on Facebook and Tumblr before clicking my House of Fraser tab and thinking, with genuine excitement, ‘Oh yeah! That’s what I was doing, looking at bed linen.’
Just a little insight to the life and times of Christina Riley.
Without a cigarette. I don’t think I’m trying to quit, I’m just refusing to get dressed and go to the shop simply because I’ve ran out of tobacco (which I have done many times before). Maybe I should quit. I mean really quit, with help from patches or whatever, not just cold turkey like I’ve done in the past and never lasted longer than two months. I’m just thinking out loud here.
Tuts > Sleazys > Box > Kitchen. Last night was good, seeing old friends and making new ones was good. They were also so Canadian that I felt like I was in an episode of How I Met Your Mother.
No plans to get off the couch today.
Butternut squash and aubergine burger with grilled goats cheese, peppers, rocket, coleslaw and potato salad, with a mixed berries Rekorderlig.
I highly recommend going to The Roxy (previously The Liquid Ship) for food. We are annihilated. We also met an amazing rescue dog and his owner, apparently the dog is a regular there, it’s his favourite pub. Awesome.
Colour coordination. Off for lunch with Alan for hangover food and to sit him down and tell him we’re no longer allowed to hang out on Thursdays.
