its christmas. i am officially a total consumer, my 30 feet of intestines are fit to burst with all sorts of tasty treats, but i feel slash look at least 5 months pregnant with the baby of festive spirit. i havnt blogged in a while and i've completely lost my touch, but to update you guys, i've been having the time of my life playing in the snow-ho-ho-ho and being a total bum. nothing changes really. i have a lifetimes worth of work to do before i go back to college which aint gunner happen yanno. i am currently enjoying the more refined delights life beholds, such as being skint, literally have £3.87 in my bank account. it'll get me far. cant even buy a fucking sloppy kfc for that meager amount of dosh. what am i to do? hopefully famine will kick in and i'll start to waste away and lose my festive weight and all the other puppy fat hanging off my bones from previous gluttonous times. my pint of bison juice mixed with apple juice lays beside me, my gut resides in a tire like composition across my lap and my external hard drive balances on my duvet nest backing up all the shit i have collected on my craptop over the last 2 years. i feel oh so productive. sitting in a room with my silent cousins, all 3 of us blogging, and talking to my nut of a boyfriend about video games? perfect. roll on the new year i say.
youre rich compared to me.
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