New Moan

I miss my sister.

I really don't want to write an action plan for work on my holiday.

I have found way too much shit cleaning up.

I don't think I can get into bed tonight without disturbing the boy (it's time for the flea stuff to go down, he's got a few bites from the cat's fleas :( and now he's sleeping in my bed while his room's being sorted.)

I want to write but have no motivation.

I want it to be last monday night again, it was nice having a life. And seeing someone I've admired for over a decade for the second time.

New years

I keep meaning to blog. I also keep working, keep spending time with the boy. Keep getting sick too. Also, I got a kindle for Christmas so most of my free time is spent with that.

Don't worry, I'm not going to make some lame new years resolution like 'I'll blog more!'

My new years resolution's a bit easier to keep than that.

It's to take my wheat intolerance seriously. I'm sick of being a fatty-fatty because I can't resist cake, or pie, or biscuits, or anything that tastes good. I'll make some exceptions for work, since I'm doing a food-tasting course tomorrow, and y'know, it's burgers ... but I will tone it down. Means no more cadburys too, by the way, they tend to use wheat to bind chocolate. Only foreign chocolate from now on (so kinder and lindor and milka still are acceptable, lol) ... remember that at easter, okay?