Yesterday I started a text message conversation with Alison about the noises that distressed, British, wild animals make. This is how bored I am of sitting at home day after day. I applied for a receptionists job yesterday - I think I'd look good in one of those little headsets but I'm not sure how often I could bring myself to read Heat magazine.
Having written that the whole Britney meltdown was fascinating, celebrity fodder. I could watch her shaving her head as often as I could watch the car crash that is Amy Winehouse's life.
Fat, thin, eating disorder, surgery, Jordan, Beckham, Lohan, Hilton blah blah blah but give me Britney losing her children and wearing an ill fitting wig and no knickers and I'm hooked.
So anyway I'm quite bored and do not make a good unemployed person.
Having written that the whole Britney meltdown was fascinating, celebrity fodder. I could watch her shaving her head as often as I could watch the car crash that is Amy Winehouse's life.
Fat, thin, eating disorder, surgery, Jordan, Beckham, Lohan, Hilton blah blah blah but give me Britney losing her children and wearing an ill fitting wig and no knickers and I'm hooked.
So anyway I'm quite bored and do not make a good unemployed person.
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