"I mega-loathe you all. Good day!"

/ Lisa / 1 Comment

Once again, yesterday is today. I keep forgetting to do my posts. I must be getting distracted…

ANYWAY.

Today was a rather bad day. EMO.

Or, in the words of Dr Cox from Scrubs it was a “mega-loathe you all” day.

I just wanted to stay in bed all day and forget the world ever existed. But I got up and I stripped my bed so that I did not crawl back into it. That’s one way to solve that problem – make bed disappear.

I still didn’t leave the house though. But I did do things. Like washing and clean my room. I managed to clean half my room and go through a whole heap of clothes to get rid of. I will be taking them in to the Cranford Hospice Shop. I was quite brutal.

But in having removed my sheets from my bed, I discovered that my bed is actually so much better to lie on without any covers. Needless to say, I did lounge on my bed for a bit, even though I didn’t want to do that. Or wanted to stop myself from doing that. Of course I wanted to do that, I was in a mega-loathe you all mood.

In my lounging mood, I ended up reading a lot of stuff from Marie Claire’s website. It’s one that I tend to look at a lot, because they have some interesting articles and some good tips. Plus, I don’t buy Cosmo (like a *real* girl).

So I found this one article about your belly button smelling. This started to worry me – does my belly button smell? Is this something everyone should worry about?

APPARENTLY SO.

They have even developed a spray so your belly button stops smelling – the naval fresh spray.

I JUST DON’T EVEN KNOW.

This is very much in need of the #firstworldproblems hashtag.Also, #unnecessary.

In continuation of my emo-mood, I tried to get out of it. I was quite disappointed when a turtle shaking it’s ass to ‘Satisfaction’ did not even make me laugh. Although now, after a good nights sleep (bar the 5.9 earthquake at 4am) the concept seems quite hilarious.

So anyway, after a mega-loathe you all day, I made my bed with sheets that smelled like sunshine and snuggled in to them.

Good day!

I finally watch Anchorman.

/ Lisa

I only just realised, as I come to sit here to write today’s post, that I completely forgot to do one for yesterday. It did not even cross my mind. And now, I do not even remember what I did.

It is just shameful. That’s what it is.

But the way my day-to-day life is going currently, there was nothing spectacular happen anyway, so it would have been a fairly dreary post. In a way, I have saved you from some of the mundaneness that is my life.

LOLZ.

Today was probably nothing of interest to you either, but I’m going to tell you about it anyway. Because I can.

Day started off a bit rough, because when I finally emerged from my bedchamber, Parents informed me that Mother was to be having more eye surgery. Next week.

This is now for her other eye, but it means that she has got to be on her side for five days and literally cannot see currently.

I guess it’s kind of a blessing in disguise that I just happened to lose my job when Mother needed me the most. But on the other hand, should I be putting my life on hold to help her until she is back on her feet, so to speak? One of life’s biggest questions really and either way you decide to go, the answer will be wrong.

But I guess we carry on as best we can and things will eventually sort themselves out.

Friend came round in the afternoon, which made me feel a bit better, because I was able to just chat with her and hang, talk about nonsense really.

There was also the added bonus of gorging ourselves on McDonald’s. What fatties we are.

After Friend left, I went round to t’other Friend’s place. One which I have dubbed “Benny Boo Boo Bear’s Purple Pimp Pad”. Because it’s purple and Ben is a pimp (not literally, but he acts like it, yanno?)

This is where I had the most delicious creation ever – peanut butter and nutella between two milk arrowroot biscuits.

OMG. HEAVEN.

I can feel the heart struggling already… :/

We then proceeded to watch The Town, which I thought was pretty good, but intense. I don’t know if I would ever watch it again because of that. But nonetheless, it is definitely one you should watch. Also, to see Blake Lively as as whore, is a far cry from the Upper East Side, which she is used to.

She just screams white trash.

Which, I guess, actually shows she’s a pretty decent actor.

We decided another movie was in order and after scrolling through the thousands that Ben has, we settled on Anchorman.

Now I was propositioned right at the start of my blog a day to watch Anchorman and enjoy it by @m00ps. I can now say that I have seen it, I understand the references, but still, I did not enjoy it*.

Well, m00psy, looks like it’s the block button for me? (I say, not really meaning it, because what would I do without my m00psy w00psy? Die a little inside? Probably.)

I don’t know what it is about Anchorman, my first instinct is definitely Will Ferrel. I’m not exactly a fan of his and I do tend to avoid any movies with him in it. The fact that the movie contains every single one of his chums does not help it’s case.

Maybe my sense of humour is ill-suited to that of Anchorman. Just like Napoleon Dynamite?

Now that is a shite movie.

We may never know.

But for now. I’m going to say that Fantastic Mr Fox was more hilarious than Anchorman.

*If you feel the need to no longer be friends with me because I did not find Anchorman the most hilarious movie ever, maybe it’s about time?

Only excitement was food…

/ Lisa

Today I woke up after a ridiculously awesome sleep. I was so comfortable that I did not want to get out of bed. But the need for sustenance forced me to.

COCOA POPS FTW.

I literally did nothing today.

ACTUAL.

Today was more of a recuperation after Wellington. The hills killed me. My legs are so sore and I am still exhausted.

I’m pretty sure I watched Dr Phil, Oprah, Frasier, then showered then did some other stuff. Did not even leave the house. What a fantastic life of the unemployed I lead.

I was even so lazy enough to order Hells and get it delivered. Maybe it wasn’t laziness, just not wanting to leave the house. And the delivery boy was extremely hawt. But he probably judged me for the amount of food I bought. Definitely enough for three meals.

COLD PIZZA FOR BREAKFAST, BITCHES.

Cold pizza for breakfast, is like, totes, the best thing ever.

I didn’t even get to do any job applications today. The night has just passed in a blur and I didn’t even realise. Awkward. So tomorrow, I have quite a few to do.

I was quite enthralled by The Pursuit of Happyness. Had never seen the movie before, so I was kind of excited that it was on. I was not disappointed. It was awesome.

Right now I am yawning my head off, so I think it is time to sign off and catch some z’s.

Lisa out.

Chewy is unhappy.

/ Lisa

I’m getting so lazy with these blog posts. I no longer seem to be doing one a day, like I set out to do, but in trying to catch up, doing two a day. So once again, yesterday is today.

Woke up to a dreary Wellington day and realised I had to drive back to Hastings. That was the last thing I wanted to do.

If that wasn’t bad enough, by the time I got to Shannon I was so tired I had to pull over and close my eyes for a few minutes. Do the sensible thing, yanno?

Turns out I shouldn’t have. Turned into a two hour delay. *sigh*

I closed my eyes for 20 minutes and when I go to start my car again, it won’t go!

OH NOES.

Just wouldn’t turn over. Called Father to let him know what was up and then called the AA. Which then turned into a wait for the AA man to turn up in Shannon.

He eventually turned up and jump started my car for me. Turns out it was the battery. Stupid car. That’s just one of many problems it has. If it carries on how it’s going Chewy will be getting replaced. Yes, my car is called Chewy. After Chewbacca because when I break it makes a sound like Chewy speaking.

I know this doesn’t sound good, but it’s been like that the since I’ve had the car.

But I got back to Hastings.

HALF-HEARTED YAY!

Exahusted and sore, I crashed.

A rather uneventful day, not much happened. Just another day in the life of an unemployed journalist.

I’m the colour of a tomato, for more than one reason.

/ Lisa

Complete twat today.

I look like a tomato (said in voice of “I am a banana”. If you don’t get this reference please go to YouTube now and search for “rejected”.)

Went out to Matiu/Somes Island with some awesome Wellington tweeters and me being the idiot I am, did not put sunscreen on. Yeah. Ow. Even my lips hurt.

Now onto my third bottle of water for the day. Also had two coke zeros (I’m being rather tame) and a juice. Feeling much better.

But I could go for a very long soak in a bathtub full of moisturiser.

NOW THAT WOULD BE AWESOME.

Could also go for an IV of Coke Zero. Neither of which are possible, so I’ll just have to sit here in physical and mental pain.

Then! I fell over TWICE while walking around Wellington.

OH THE SHAME.

Bet I flashed someone too. Stupid boots. I don’t get you. They’re awesome boots, I’ve worn them heaps yet something in Wellington made me go over on my foot twice. Fucking bastards.

I BLAME HILLS. HILLS ARE THE SPAWN OF SATAN.

Also, I don’t know if I will ever gain full sensation in my legs again. Too much walking. Ugh. On the plus side, I look forward to my casual weigh-in to see if all the walking has managed to shift any unwanted kilos. Of which I have lots of.