Dear Painters and Decorators: EFF OFF
“You’re a delicate flower, Mick St. John.”
Sorry to start out with a Moonlight quote for you but it’s better than what I really wanted to say, which is “kill me now omgwtfbbq.” See, the painters and decorators don’t visit me very often, if ever, even when I…um…schedule them using a system like…Yaz (don’t believe the hype, this stuff made me feel like hell the three months I used it). The house just doesn’t really understand what is going on, so the furniture tends to hide in the corner and/or develop medical complications that leave me feeling kind of like I’m, well…off the painters and decorators and on the uh…baker? Because there’s a bun in the oven?
Oh fuck it. My period is being a total cow and I feel lousy, kind of like I’m pregnant. Deal with it.
In other news, I had a dream last night that I got high with Bob Marley. Me, FTW.
I’m making a new playlist for iChip! It’s a feel good summertime mix. What makes you think of summer? So far, my meager offerings are mostly Bob Marley. Surprise, surprise. But I only just started. So, that means it’s time for recommendations! What songs make you think of summer?