I went to the Doctors today and he prescribed me some Champix. Let’s hope this works better than all previous attempts. I don’t want to be a smoker for the rest of my life.
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I went to the Doctors today and he prescribed me some Champix. Let’s hope this works better than all previous attempts. I don’t want to be a smoker for the rest of my life. Posted from WordPress for Windows Phone Whitney Houston dies – people suddenly want her music. I tend to buy music I like when the artists are still alive or when I discover them. Shocking that they loved her so much yet didn’t have any of her music before she died. I bought Jane’s Valentine card several months ago. And between then and Valentines day itself I saw another, better card, so I bought that one to give to her instead of the original one. (We are not exchanging gifts this year as we are saving for our wedding) And someone dropped a bottle of Lynx Africa shower gel and it went everywhere. I’m sure it used to be red, but now it’s green. When did this happen? I’ve not used Lynx shower gel in years, so I have no idea when this momentous change happened. A lot of people only appreciate hugely talented singers when they die. Some people love their partners so much, they wait until Valentines day itself to buy them gifts. Lynx Africa shower gel is now green, not red. Posted from WordPress for Windows Phone I don’t like it. I mean, the money is good (weddings don’t pay for themselves), but I’d much rather be developing. I can’t motivate myself to just pop on the PC for an hour or two, as it just wouldn’t be productive. I’ve recently changed my contracted hours so that i had three days off in a row, but the rota doesn’t ever seem to reflect that. It’s February already and I’ve not really achieved much, so annoying. Posted from WordPress for Windows Phone Yeah. It’s becoming really real. I’ve taken out a loan to pay for venues, smart clothing and numerous random bits and bobs. We went and signed bits of paper the other day to say that we’d like to get married and that Jane and I are not related. It’s mad. I still don’t feel like a proper grown-up though – don’t think I ever will. The idea of what grown-ups should be like was formed by my child-self many years ago, so maybe I do feel like a grown-up, just not what I thought a grown-up should feel like being when I was a child. THAT MAKES SENSE. |
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