twiggy

hey there, this is a little heavy for a tits'n'ass site on a friday night but I need a vent. My dad is sick (as those of you who've witnessed one too many of my drunken soliloquies already know) so that his movement is quite restricted. Hes on drugs for it, sometimes they work, sometimes not. Tonight not. And you know, we're use to it mostly but when you're sitting opposite the guy and hes struggling to eat his fucking fish supper and he cannae talk and mums opposite trying not to get upset you just think fucks sake, can we no have a night off please?
Hes a great guy, he doesn't do any of those horrible guy things, he doesn't knock my mum or us about, he doesn't drink, smoke, gamble I think his biggest vice is the occasional splurge on a sax or a mandolin on ebay. What I mean is, theres nothing to be angry about or rather, theres nothing to be angry AT, I could yell at him but it wouldn't help. I could sit and cry (I know my mum does) but that wouldn't help either. In fairness blogging doesnae help any either but I'd punch a wall if I didn't let it out somewhere. If I had time I'd go out and get all fucked up and nasty but I don't so Im getting into bed with a 4 pack of corona and a sexy man (Gil Grissom since you ask.) I know, Im pure crazed.

Anyway, In nicer news I did a photo shoot with my wee sister the other day for my folio. Isn't she a lovely wee girl :