I'm bored...

I know it's been some time since I have posted. But let's catch up. I'm not strung out on drugs, nor am I an alcoholic (any more). To my great consternation, I'm still single, and I'm still gainfully employed for the big time newspaper.

In fact, it's that which has seen my life change in ways I would not have foreseen. I was very much a party girl, a social butterfly if you like. But when you have to get up at 5.30am on a weekday, motherfuck a midweek party.

I made up for it though on the weekends, staying out from dusk til dawn in various ghetto raves with my girlfriends. But I don't know, this year, something changed. And now, I no longer want to do this. Maybe I'm a late developer, cos some of my friends gave up on raving from time. But now, as I am fast approaching the ripe old age of *cough*-ty nine...it's my turn.

So what am I doing instead of staying out until the wee hours, and sleeping my Sunday away...? FUCK ALL! And ohmigod, do I hate it. It is so fucking boring. I think I am going die of the boredom.

And being bored is dangerous for me, because then I have to fill the void with some drama. And believe me there has been plenty of that too. Inappropriate flirtations, arguments with my family (really boring), comfort eating and comfort shopping.

Those two don't really co-exist that well though, because if you comfort eat, you can't actually fit in any clothes that you want to buy. But thankfully we have shoes to compensate for that. New black and tan Mary Janes from Topshop...they're the bomb. Apart from the fact that they are killing my corn!

I work, I go gym, and then I go home, trying desperately to get into bed before eleven o' clock, so that I won't be moody and curse out my 'boss'. Yeah I have a new boss, but more about him later...

The weather hasn't exactly helped, but I'm hoping that now we are actually in the midst of British Summer Time, things might perk up somewhat. I need some new adventures. Especially if I'm gonna have something to tell y'all here!