Recently in England it has done the unmentionable and become amazingly sunny and warm (for england). This has resulted in me actually leaving the house! (NOOOO! I hear you exclaim.)
But yes, I have ventured into the big wide world... or rather, just the limitations of the flat plains of Bedfordshire. I've been searching for a place to shoot my next set.
Things are falling into place, not necessarily on the work front, as I'm still jobhunting like crazy, desperately searching for employment like a prostitute searches for clients. Hang on, maybe that's not a bad... ok no. I had my birthday a few weeks back, and this absolutely gorgeous specimen of a male was utterly sweet to me throughout.
Warning: Serious shit.
I never thanked everyone for their words of support back then. So thank you.
But, onward, to happy things.
I've started rolling cigarettes. Everyone else was! I felt left out and boring. So there. I learnt to roll and now I feel like smoking is an art form. Fuck giving up. I've also had more work done on my sleeve, which has just healed, so we're getting there, but money is damn tight... but at the same time I need to get it finished before I leave to be with him. 
So a plethora of freckles has spread across my nose. They're like little friends. So therefore, I think I will be having many many conversations with them before I go to bed tonight. Yeah, me being out in the sun for a few hours today in 18 degrees C heat has also given me a slight sunburn. Love being pale, hate that aspect. Guess I should invest in some suncream.
I've found someone... who can sort the horrible mess that my hair has become over about 3 weeks, so I will be trying to deal with that, soon, which means I should probably get a hair cut at some point... like, tomorrow...
Anyway, I'll leave you with some uberawesome pictures.
Good luck with the therapy!
And for something completely different: HAH! Blondy
ie Blonde!!