I think my tummy is still iffy, after suffering variants of stomach ache yesterday, I have now slept on it and so far so good. Though I’m hungry and I really want to eat something…but if I eat something that’s when I’ll find out if it’s still bad or not.

Nick has recommended that I fast for 24hrs in order to kill the bug, but I’m hungry, and instead I shall eat a biscuit or two because I will most probably need the energy for work. God I do hope it goes away, I don’t want it to ruin my weekend :(

My photos are FINALLY uploading.

Thinking about nipping into London from Southend so I can join Nick as he has some work drinking thing. I would quite like to roam London again though what with no Karis or Stu about and Bob is working, I’ll have to wander about by my lonesome I think. I’m not sure, it would most certainly involve an early start and lots of travelling. Fuck it, I think I’ll do it, because adventure is fun. And it’s only 18.50 return. And I can get some RAW FISH action somewhere.

So much to do, so little time.

At least so far so good after eating the biscuits. Better run. Got to get ready for work and I need to see if I can find sunglasses and try on lots of jeans.

This morning I feel…down.

Everything feels like an extension of yesterday’s vibes.

Same old blue sky.

Still that terrible feeling hanging around. Kinda like Groundhog day, like I keep opening the door and I step through and I’m back here again. Over and over.

I’m sure life isn’t meant to feel like this, like some sort of certain doom, everything feels so tasteless, unfufilling, going around and around and around in one. big. cycle.

My fingers are sore from nail biting and skin chewing, and I can’t be arsed with going to work, and I don’t think I’ll get a new job any time soon. So I’m going to be poor, unfufilled, and trapped forever more.

I’m off to work a bit earlier than usual just so I can purchase some sort of delicious (biscuit) fried meat product in bread to start me off in the day since the market is on. I just felt like a change to my usual phafting about with breakie. Then again somehow I managed to make two poor excuses for poached eggs yesterday for breakie though decided not to do that again because I make lame poached eggs.

Feel a bit down this morning, the heat is still getting to me, and also felt the tiredness even after going to bed quite early for once. I also don’t think I slept too good, I swear I woke up randomly in the middle of the night in a start. I’m not sure…

Anyyhoww, I’m off for fried meat. Ciao.

Sod off twitter maintenance and your lack of working text alerts. I’ll just have to exert my woes here then. I feel rough this morning, really horrible and fluy, worn out, run down, my throat is still off and I’m most certainly starting to sound like a frog with a few coughs thrown in. Most of all I just want to curl up in bed for the next week or so while I dream and drowse and maybe get better.

I can’t believe the timing of my body YET AGAIN, not as bad as the pox of course not, but still I really could have done with one less thing to hinder me in my quest to prevail and all. Right now I feel too shit to go to work, or prep or heck even think for tomorrow. I just want to get back and sleep ALL day and not have to give a two hoots bout what I’m going to say tomorrow, but nooo can’t do that, and FAIL again at life like I always tend to do.

I am destined to FAILLLLLL aren’t I? Because that’s just how sadistic life is to meh.

The bastard.

Why do you hate meh so much life?

Been listening to lots of Mansun yesterday, chilling out in the garden, with headphones in my ears - Kleptomania is a somewhat underrated and ignored album by them. But it’s amazing really. It’s such a pity I won’t ever get to see them play live. I bet their gigs would be awesome.

My throat feels a bit off, I hope I’ve not caught a cold. Though it was there last night and this morning it’s still there :/ Erk. The last thing I need is a cold round about now.

Am pretty sleep depraved this morning too. I seem to have got into the bad habit of talking to Nick on the phone till not-a-good-idea late. We need to stop that, not helpful.

It’s less than a month till the Festivals kick in now, am feeling all a bit ‘I can’t be arsed’ about it at the moment. I think that’s because I feel a bit lazy about the whole affair of being sat in a field and being stupidly skint because I’ve paid a stupid amount of money to be sat in a field where I could have used the money to go on holiday somewhere nice. I think it’ll be alright when the ball gets rolling on that crazy fortnight, though will most likely be shattered by it all - I dunno, the idea of just being curled up in a really nice hotel room with big fluffy cushions and something warm and grrr manlike next to me somewhere nice in Europe sounds like a good way to go right at this min…hmmm. I could really go for a dose of that at the minute.

I need sleep.

Yeah, I did write this yesterday, but totally didn’t publish it, so here it is…

Work was pretty fun today, we’ve been prepping hardcore for the sale, and well cause I’m not working upstairs I’ve had a pretty laid back day. I did work mind, but also spent some time joking about and having a laugh. Which was nice for once. I’ll actually miss it when the sale is over, as it’ll be back to boring routine and all. It was strange, I was asked to do some shop floor jobs when I wasn’t really dressed for it ha. I also had a bit of looking after temp workers too.

I also had italian for once today, mmm filled me right up and good. I’m still stuffed even now from it.

Now what would complete this day nicely is if I can think of a cool good idea for my threesixtyfive and actually go through the effort of shooting it proper. Am quite tired, and I have more work to come and the stupid death o’clock shift too. Ah well, think of the money I oh so desperately need.

In other news, I’ve been sucked in by the sales, it’s kinda good and bad that you can get first pick of the sale’s stuff before it goes out to the public. It’s insane there’s just massive massive bags full of stuff saved away by all the staff. I’ve tried to keep it to cheap odds and ends, and constantly using the line ‘welll do I reallyyy need it?’ to try and convince myself not to waste money. However I am going to splash our ten quid on this badass fluffy black dressing gown. It’s a bit oversized but it’s just sooo nice, and I know I will adore it come winter. And it has a hood, and I can probably do star wars impressions, who knows.

Gargh, I was about to do some more cheap online shopping, tho have managed to stop myself just in time >_< must remember most possessions are just fruits of a consumerist world, if I don’t really need it, then leave it well alone.

So this morning I’m back on the shop floor for four hours. Meh, but it’s such a short shift who knows what will happen. Wow this week seems to have gone really fast, and I feel like I’ve barely got anything done. I’m feeling a bit full of sigh already too, and I’m going to be pretty busy today. It’s a bit gay.

Whoops better dash.

I use to hate marmite, now I think it’s just yum. But yeah…it is weird, it’s technically like this obnoxious strong tasting brown stuff, but for some reason it seems to be good. Though I can see why many do dislike it and think it’s icky.

Not much to say this morn, I’m only really writing this as something to do since my rss feeds are a bit empty this morn, and yeah, rambling is what I do best.

This morning’s wake up call is Porcupine tree Portishead, toast and tea.

Felt really sick this morning actually, was kinda weird, I haven’t felt this icky feeling in the morning for a while now, like even when I was up for death o’clock. Maybe I need more sleep? I dunno.

Man I could murder some good pasta.

The other day, after showing Stu this baddd icky looking website I realised it’s been so so long since I’ve done any web des or deving. I mean editing a WP theme doesn’t really count as feck all. *sigh* I wished I had the motivation and interest like I did when I was younger. Back then when I just thought it was dead cool, and wasn’t bogged down by all the details and specifics. Maybe that’s why I’ve been more involved with photography stuff, because it just comes a lot more easier than desing/deving - then again any olde idiot (such as me) can pick up a camera, push a button, and call it art, or something. I should do something though, this stuff should come easy to me, what with the fact I’m meant to be a creative. We’ll see, I’ll like to change this blog theme first - as Stu said to me, the novelty of the default theme has worn off :P

Today its cloudy and I think it’s been raining, that means it’s probably cold too. Le sigh.

Off to the daily grind.