I've decided to take my blog titles from the things that I have around me. Half eaten pitta bread just stood out to me, and seemed to link in nicely with all the things that I want to talk about. That is, my landlord, stomach bugs, moto vlogging and sexual relations. See how relevant it all is?!
Last night I woke up because something was banging in my room... and found my landlord sitting naked and cross legged on my floor. I was like, "What the hell?... Go away?" and he was like, "Okay, just give me a minute.." then waited a minute and got up and left. He came home drunk from a night out. Still unacceptable. I wonder what he'll say about it when he wakes up.
I've had a stomach bug for three days. I was only sick once, five hours after I started feeling ill... but the queasiness has lasted for days and days! URGH! Better today, hopefully all better tomorrow.
I need to get an SD card and a lapel mic to get my motovlogging thing done - but lapel mics are hard to find. I wish I'd just bloody got one of Amazon when I bought the cam and audio recorder, it could have been fucking sorted by now.
Sexual relations are great. I never have them anymore.
The End.
Really hope the stomach sorts itself out soon, I want my well Tammy back.
ReplyDeleteAs for sexual relations, a barren desert here too, and with company around even solo relations are difficult.
Looking forward to the arrival of a SD card, might have to do a gift card again I guess.
I'd greet your landlord with a swift kick in the nuts. Perhaps a shiny new lock on your boudoir might be prudent.
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