I am running out of things to say!
Is it age? Is this what they mean by experiencing a brain-drain? Is this because I didnt donate during lunch last week and instead blew it all at Cats Whiskers (50% off btw woohoo)??
When I am old, grey and fabulous, I would like to look back at the past few weeks and remember these things:
- I finally caved and signed up for an unlimited data plan from DiGi. Annoyingly incessant tweets/updates about toilet breaks, peanut butter options and the colour of my underwear vs. the weather today, here I come!
- Proving once again that mothers were invented for a reason (other than using spit to remove stains on faces), mine got me my first MAC product. Quite a big upgrade from "My First Housekeeping Set", don't you think?
- Have been buying skirts at a rate that is dangerously prodding the boundaries of standard health guidelines. Am aware that it is one of the symptoms of "Shopping Fever" aka "Pansy Willpower".
- Amount of make-up used on face has also increased at an unhealthy rate of 50%. Expected to steadily rise within the coming weeks with a hint of hair products on the horizon.
- I love my job.
- I don't love my job.
- There are not enough Facebook fanpages for bacon, as much as there are fanpages for people who are not important enough for one.
More to come. Or not. I usually don't keep my hopes up for things like this.
Posted at 12:32 PM
