phelix

new job alert! maybe alert is a bit strong it's not that exciting. I am the new barmaid of a quaint little tudor pub owned by a lovely lesbian couple awwww.

it's all good apart from the drunk middle aged pervs who stand at the bar and eject such comments as 'yooowve gawt a figuuure lik veenuz luk at choo' or 'arentchoo a pretty thing?' in my general direction whilst shamelessly staring down my top it's getting on my tits if you'll pardon the pun!
oh well it's better than the greasy pan scrubbing I used to do! beggers and choosers and all that.

how come every time (ok twice)I find a photographer to help me shoot my first set they manage to back out of it?? and after I bought great set shoes?
I'm getting quite frustrated I need someone near me because I can't get time off from this new job to travel to anyone.
sigh


I keep dreaming bout my ex which is wierd because I'm definately over her must just be lonely. Not sure if that's the right word there's no lack of people around me I'm lonely in the sense that I can't remember the last time someone held my hand or squeezed my waist I think I'll call it an affection void if there is such a thing.
I'd give anything for one of those 'can't let you go' hugs yeah definately miss those.

ok mope over. Tell me your news.
all my love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx