One of my favourite childhood films is ‘Now and Then’. I love it. I’ve always been a big Christina Ricci fan (literally wanted to be Wednesday, and lived in plaits). The film is ace. It’s not Goonies, but it’s up high on my list. So in the film Roberta (Christina Ricci) taped her chest down… Continue reading Boobs.

This blog is for me. It’s like a diary. I get messages from folk who read it and that’s cool and all, but it’s just a diary. The good, the bad and the ugly.   So I re read my blog posts occasionally. The last blog post I wrote about this dude, was a bit… Continue reading NYC/LA fuckboy – The Rewrite

  So i’ll keep this brief. Or what’s the word, choppy…   I was there. I was upstairs. Not so long ago. I heard the entire conversation and it took all my strength to not run down those stairs and verbally annihilate you. Not with malicious intent, but out of pure frustration and outrage!  … Continue reading I’ll keep this one choppy…

Yesterday I snapped. I’m not proud of it, but I lost my shit. It’s as if I finally decided to wipe the footprints off of my back. I have lost my temper many times before, but not in recent years. In recent years I’ve really learnt to tolerate so much, not rise to situations and… Continue reading I didn’t keep it classy…

So my initial cockiness of being really organised lasted all of… 3 days. The last minute mad rush has certainly made a few more of the hairs on my head turn grey. We’re sleep deprived, stressed and eating so much vegetarian junk food!  (It would have been 2 years since I ate meat in January,… Continue reading Grateful…

I’ve always wondered why I seem to be a magnet for conflict and drama. Two things I hate.  I have had enough of it in my 30 years to last several lifetimes.   With this blog I had no intention to vent and post negative posts. In fact, I don’t find them negative. Perhaps a… Continue reading Self esteem and your team…

  I am estranged from a lot of my family on one side. My paternal side. It’s a decision I do not regret. In fact, I think it is the smartest decision i’ve ever made. Some of them I’ve not spoken to in ten years. Most of them it’s been the best part of a… Continue reading Leave me alone. If not for me, for yourselves.

You’re 7 years older than me. 6 years and 7 months if  you want to be pedantic. I used to be so proud of you. I looked up to you for longer than i’d like to admit.   Proud. I no longer feel this way about you. Quite the opposite.   You’ve been so cruel… Continue reading Open Letter … Callous Uneducated Nasty Tosser

  It’s been nearly ten years now dude. It took a few of them to get over you. Pathetic huh?   Not the you that I grew to know when you moved away and ‘kept in touch’, but the you I spent time with. Laughed with. Kissed.  Talked until the early hours. The first day… Continue reading Open Letter … The Best thing I never had