Groundbreaking.

 

Today on predictable life update. Sad Girl dyes her hair dark, what's next? bangs?

 Not having a fabulous time. Pretty Moody. Probably wouldn't piss me off. High risk of getting exceptionally mean. 

End life update.

Oh also I had Covid the other week, yep in 2025, how fun and funky fresh.

Life is sick.

Sexy Raspy Voice Activated.

Carol Baskin was really onto something when she started calling everyone cool cats and kittens because let me tell you I fight the urge to start every post with it.

Happy Saturday Morning, coming to you live from bed where I plan to be for the next 24 hours because I feel....rough!

Random fact about me, I have a pretty good immune system when it comes to the ol' cold and flu (although my high school attendance sheet would think this couldn't possibly be true... missed a lot of school, faked a lot of sick). I genuinely don't remember the last time I had the flu, and I'm often left baffled by those around me who seem to be catching something every 34 seconds. That's why it breaks my little heart to update, so sick, shiver shiver, brr brr. 

So with that being said if anybody needs me I will be under covers, but here are some photos of my last week to give the illusion I'm out and about.

Ta ta.

I am being tested.

On Saturday afternoon instead of making a questionable choice I listened to a Podcast and took the Ferry up and down the river twice.

On Sunday Morning instead of making a questionable choice I stood on the side of the road watching motivated people run up and down whilst trying to stop Norman from joining in.

On Sunday night instead of making a questionable choice I turned off my phone and watched F1 with my dog.

On Tuesday instead of making a questionable choice I worked late at work with only my miracle pot plant that dies and revives itself weekly for company.

On Wednesday instead of making a questionable choice I did two Pelaton classes, sauna'd and then went home and did another Peloton class just to feel something.

Tonight instead of making a questionable choice I ate a bao bun and my weight in edamame whilst binge watching Bravo for literal hours.

Tomorrow instead of making a questionable choice I am literally leaving the state for a few days.

Yet whilst I'm far away or chowing or walking or binging Bravo, I'm wanting nothing more than to make a questionable choice.

Life truly is a kick in the teeth sometimes. Now if you will please excuse me I'm gong to go eat a Kiwi or join a cult or learn Mandarin.