Me, ruining other people’s days 2k13.
I thought of numbers...
I don't really think of numbers very often.
My eyes actually hurt to be open.
Then I remember my alarm says ‘6am, Friday’. Ugh. Godforsaken hour. At least i’ve relieved myself of hair-washing so it’s not 5:30am.
Reading a book is like having a dream; you think 4 hours have passed and then are surprised when you look at the time.
cosmo sex tip #466
instead of moaning , inform him that Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.
(via tchaparian)
There are three spiders in my room - one is barely visible, the other is a large jump at medium and the other is the fat bodied long-legged kind of medium and is highly visible because it’s black whereas the medium one is brown and more camouflaged. They have all appeared today and I don’t know why. There are none, to my knowledge, in the other rooms. What’s so special about my room? Why are they all here? What if I wake up and they’ve all multiplied and they attack me?
that time ed balls tried to search his name on twitter but tweeted it instead
my favourite tweet of all time
(via forgivemeloveology)
I’m £23.89 over my phone bill because I happen to enjoy talking on the phone more nowadays, my mum woke me up at half 9 by blaring out the fucking Osmonds, I’m unnecessarily angry because my routine has been compromised and I don’t want to pay £23.89 for bloody calls on top of my normal bill. Charges are bollocks. It annoys me that I have to spoon-feed my mum through using my laptop too, I’m impatient and irritable especially when I’ve just woken up. Aaargh. Leave me alone I’m going back to sleep.
