Vintage...

Not sure I've ever felt as old as I have the last few weeks. Possibly longer... This weekend is about having some quality time by myself. I've probably said this before but I like my own company. You would be forgiven for having no idea that I'm actually a bit of a hermit sometimes. When I have stuff on my mind I generally try to retreat and over think it all through. This time is important for me to be able to function normally. I assume everyone enjoys that time to themselves but I dare say I have way more freedom than most people do. I certainly have way less responsibility. I probably take that for granted a lot of the time but when you live alone you pretty much please yourself.

So I got up early, did some long overdue chores, drank coffee, listened to random tunes all afternoon and for the first time in my 40 years, I have successfully painted my finger nails a really dark purple colour without fucking it up. There are no smudges and they look quite cool. It took me the best part of two hours by painting one nail at a time, waiting till it dries and then doing another. Men will not understand this. I hope the non girly women will understand this else I'm just a nail painting eejit. I am ridiculously chuffed by this achievement and thus I return to my sheer lack of responsibility that enables me to waste two hours painting my nails and I have to justify myself to no-one.

Huhfuckingrah!

Apologies for being such a shit blipper of late... life gets in the way sometimes.