PURRsonal

So i feel like i make the odd personal post but i've been keeping them kind of vague as i've been undecided for a while as to whether to let my friends know about my blog / encourage people to read it,

i feel like the main purpose for even writing it is to purge myself of the constant flickbook of insanity / peepshow quotes / bitchery / hungry food-based thoughts that never stops running through my head.
And if people i know read it then how can i write unreasonable stuff about them to help me like... lay it out and be able to look at it from the POV of a normal person ??

well. i wouldnt be able to is the answer to that. So i'm going to treat this bloggy blog as a kind of diary to put all my gross *thoughts and feelings* in, then i can read them back and be horrified at how much of a tragic loser i am.
this will help me to be a Whole New Woman. a nice one. one who is normal in the brain.

That much, at least, is the plan.


bleuuuuurgh. i hate mondays! I got a new fluffy light up Zac Efron pen from Wilkies to help cheer me up,

I dont know why. I don't even like the Efron,

why is his hair the same colour as his face...
and why is it the shape of a lampshade.

i'll never trust that guy! [which i said to myself in a Bob Dylan voice. of course.]