Hey look... a big ol' pair of titties!

I need to employ a poly-phasic sleep cycle in which I sleep for 20 minutes every 4 hours. That way I can have more time to do things.

I can't believe I waste 8 hours a day drooling on my own face and farting whilst thinking about unnecessary things and strange situations. And I can't believe I waste another 8 hours a day sleeping...

I made myself laugh.

So, at the moment I'm trying to get my new business running properly which takes a lot of time, believe it or not. I don't know if you've ever had to think of 20 new cosmetic products, source British suppliers for packaging, design labels, source the ingredients and work out how much you need whilst making sure that everything you make will convince a room full of middle aged ladies to heartily part with their cash... but it takes time.

I worked three days this week too, at my other job. Plus I'm moving house today (Friday) because I need to get out of my old one, and then again next Friday when I have a van and have found somewhere else to move to... That'll be 11 moves in two years. Fuck it, I may as well just get a horse and live on the Moors.

I don't know why I keep kidding myself into thinking I'm not a wandering gypsy traveler. I move every couple of days, sell everything that's worth money and talk like a drunken Australian hobo. Plus I like dags. Do you like dags?

So.. cam is going well though. It's nice to be back although luckily I'm busy in my brain also or the occasional  cock-like, insistent thrusts of hurt, disappointment and confusion would drive me bonkers.

I... I need a holiday. I never thought I'd say that but I really do just need a couple weeks in 28c sun and some delicious drinks and doughnuts. Maybe a cake. A bit of carrot cake. And a sandwich. Cheese and pickle, or maybe Spanish cheese and quince paste.

Urgh, I love quince paste.

I lied about the titties.