Today is such a strange day, just cannot put my finger on it...must be the fact that it is almost my birthday and secretly i am dreading the usual becoming another year older issue, but at least i know i do not look my age.
work is rather eventful, at least my pc has decided not to strike today, or at least it is co-operating to a decree. it was rather close to being chucked into the pool yesterday and after 2 hours of hopelessly (and thankfully in some way, i do love not being stuck in the office) driving manically from one computer shop to the next to try and figure out why the bloody screen is so buggered as I did have quite a bunch of work to finish...same story at every place, so i decided that after all the hard driving, and many a titball on the road pissing me off, i deserved something nice...and once i hit the mall, i became a monster.
well seeing that i'm being thrown a surprise party (not so much a surprise, more like a "you will be going, we will pick you up and you will get drunk" scenario) i thought to myself, darn, i have to look good...so i snapped up a gorgeous leather jacket/shrug and a whole lot of jewelry...mostly earings as i like to accessorize all my holes and then things got out of control. gosh, my mother would slay me if she knew i went on another mad shopping spree ( at least i will look fantastic at my funeral) but ladies, many of you will agree, retail therapy makes you feel so fucking fantastic and good. such a pity i do not have a special guy to show my gorgeous outfits off to...would certainly work him up. shoes and clothing are my weakness, so luckily i did not find any beautiful shoes, although the day before i snapped up some high heeled "fuck off" lovelies together with a nice tight leather pant...perfect for a hot night out in town with my bestie/partner in crime. so, perfect birthday party outfit found and created...lets hope all eyes are on me on the special night
work was rather tedious, with a broken pc what can one do except wish the day away. thankfully i had a lovely time at MAC after work as my bestie did my make up for free and another bestie came for a visit/boybitching/girltalking fest which turned into a mini shoot to cheer me up...goodness, the wine was following, the chocolates were mouthwatering, the chatter rather exhaustive but all in all, rather a succesfull eve...moodwise and shoot wise. we went nuts, there are no limits when it comes to me and i gladly stripped down for the occasion...with my fave eyepatch on and tape on my tits i was having a ball and my lovely even joined in for some candid piccies. wine was spilled and chocolate smeared across my face, just the way i love it...i do like my sweet things, pity there were no cupcakes, should have bought some...next time i will.
went stargazing after shoot and continued the girly chatter, its amazing how us girls can relate perfectly when it comes to issues of the heart and men. sometimes i wish guys can open up there eyes but its out of our hands. she saw a shooting star and donated it to me as i have desperately been hunting those suckers down for a week now, just when i thought i was the happiest girl on the planet my mood dropped to below zero and the sky has been damn stingy towards me. Do second hand shooting star wishes work??? well i bloody hell hope so...next on my list are four leaf clovers and fortune cookies (i so am addicted to those lovely lil cookies and those fortunes have been coming true in a sense)...i am such a silly billy and superstitious, but darn it, we all deserve some good fortune...ok, so karma, what expensive drink would you like???
today must fly by...my dreaded x is finally moving out and i have many a gorgeous shoe and clothing item that need to take refuge in the new open cupboard in the spare room and so many ideas to turn my flat into something spectacular...i believe a shopping spree right about now for scatter cushions and pretty things are in order. i foresee some creativity coming into play tonight and surely a glass of wine will do the trick to have my juices flow
work is rather eventful, at least my pc has decided not to strike today, or at least it is co-operating to a decree. it was rather close to being chucked into the pool yesterday and after 2 hours of hopelessly (and thankfully in some way, i do love not being stuck in the office) driving manically from one computer shop to the next to try and figure out why the bloody screen is so buggered as I did have quite a bunch of work to finish...same story at every place, so i decided that after all the hard driving, and many a titball on the road pissing me off, i deserved something nice...and once i hit the mall, i became a monster.
well seeing that i'm being thrown a surprise party (not so much a surprise, more like a "you will be going, we will pick you up and you will get drunk" scenario) i thought to myself, darn, i have to look good...so i snapped up a gorgeous leather jacket/shrug and a whole lot of jewelry...mostly earings as i like to accessorize all my holes and then things got out of control. gosh, my mother would slay me if she knew i went on another mad shopping spree ( at least i will look fantastic at my funeral) but ladies, many of you will agree, retail therapy makes you feel so fucking fantastic and good. such a pity i do not have a special guy to show my gorgeous outfits off to...would certainly work him up. shoes and clothing are my weakness, so luckily i did not find any beautiful shoes, although the day before i snapped up some high heeled "fuck off" lovelies together with a nice tight leather pant...perfect for a hot night out in town with my bestie/partner in crime. so, perfect birthday party outfit found and created...lets hope all eyes are on me on the special night
work was rather tedious, with a broken pc what can one do except wish the day away. thankfully i had a lovely time at MAC after work as my bestie did my make up for free and another bestie came for a visit/boybitching/girltalking fest which turned into a mini shoot to cheer me up...goodness, the wine was following, the chocolates were mouthwatering, the chatter rather exhaustive but all in all, rather a succesfull eve...moodwise and shoot wise. we went nuts, there are no limits when it comes to me and i gladly stripped down for the occasion...with my fave eyepatch on and tape on my tits i was having a ball and my lovely even joined in for some candid piccies. wine was spilled and chocolate smeared across my face, just the way i love it...i do like my sweet things, pity there were no cupcakes, should have bought some...next time i will.
went stargazing after shoot and continued the girly chatter, its amazing how us girls can relate perfectly when it comes to issues of the heart and men. sometimes i wish guys can open up there eyes but its out of our hands. she saw a shooting star and donated it to me as i have desperately been hunting those suckers down for a week now, just when i thought i was the happiest girl on the planet my mood dropped to below zero and the sky has been damn stingy towards me. Do second hand shooting star wishes work??? well i bloody hell hope so...next on my list are four leaf clovers and fortune cookies (i so am addicted to those lovely lil cookies and those fortunes have been coming true in a sense)...i am such a silly billy and superstitious, but darn it, we all deserve some good fortune...ok, so karma, what expensive drink would you like???
today must fly by...my dreaded x is finally moving out and i have many a gorgeous shoe and clothing item that need to take refuge in the new open cupboard in the spare room and so many ideas to turn my flat into something spectacular...i believe a shopping spree right about now for scatter cushions and pretty things are in order. i foresee some creativity coming into play tonight and surely a glass of wine will do the trick to have my juices flow
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lol, Daley dumped me, dang Cancer dont know whaaaat he wants, as for another mate, shoot, this 1 is a toughy, patience is virtue...and those damn shooting stars are against me at the mo, grrrrr