I’m in a foul mood today. I just went on a bike ride and had to endure more or less an hour of disgusting creeps making lecherous comments and trying it on with me even though I have a face like thunder today and I was clearly there to work out, not to pick up some balding, sweaty, pathetic man.
I feel pretty rubbish, but I have to remember that I’m about to watch Kiki’s Delivery Service and tomorrow I’m going cycling and in the evening I’ll cook some killer food and do yoga, and then my darling best friend ever is staying with me so even though right now I feel like my head is going to collapse, tomorrow will at least be full of nice things even if my head...
Anonymous asked: What exercises do you do then?
I am going to have thighs that could crush a human skull soon, I’m telling you. I want to live on a bike - all the pain is so, so worth it.
I love my cats with all my heart but I strongly resent the fact that I have to sleep in odd, uncomfortable positions because I’m too much of a sop to move them off my bed.
Despite the day starting terribly (and I’m not feeling much better), I had a wonderful night out. We had surprise drinks (a friend put wasabi peas in one and pickled eggs in others) and tequila shots and we played on this silly football table and listened to great music. I don’t know, I feel quite elated. But in a detached way.
All men are pushy about sex because it’s an emotional need And that folks is solid proof from a real life, ordinary man that rape culture is really relevant and epidemically evident.
Anonymous asked: Um uh I think you're marvelous and if you think someone doesn't like you because of who you are, all of you, physical, mental and whatever lies in between, that person is probably a fool cause he or she is missing out on you, and you're a really great person. I understand your feelings of insecurity, I feel it too sometimes albeit in different forms. This isn't intended to be...
I just love Nujabes so much, so sad he died before he could fill the world some more with his great music.
Oh well, who needs boys when you have drugs and hummus.
Drinking baileys alone because we had to rip the lid off yesterday to get in to it.
I don’t know how much I trust families or groups of friends who have studio photos taken together.
Just, whenever these gobshites in parliament (or any institution of power) talk, all I hear is this irritating, nasal monotone drone (or sometimes a vuvuzela, dependant upon how offensive they’re being).
Yes, yes, to solve the deficit we’ll ignore the fact that our economy and government is corrupt. We’ll ignore the fact that the corporations need to pay the correct taxes. We’ll pretend that there’s no fiddling with money amongst MPs and that it’s outrageous that any MP should be paid significantly more than the poorest person in their constituency and that some of...
Anonymous asked: hummus pizza? What does that consist of? haha
I just made hummus pizza and I have to tell you that it was the nicest thing ever.
I don’t like or understand other people. Even my best friend of ten years unsettles me. Sometimes she’ll be talking and I’ll just look at her. I realise that this person who I have studied for a decade is no more familiar than she was when we first met. I’m only ever able to form any meaningful attachments to strangers or people I’ll never meet because there’s...