This week i've been,

a neglectful little person. My poor blog but feel extremely unloved, and possibly a little bit lonely.

Truth is, I've had a crazy random week filled with drama, and trying not to die at the hands of my biggest loser ultimate workout. Not that the kinect has hands, it does have a creepy sensor that follows me, though. The first time I noticed it I felt slightly uncomfortable. Technology could well have the capacity to take over the world one day, and if it can do that, who's to say it can't watch me through a well placed sensor? Creepington. 

However, if you enjoy sweating and feeling near death, go pick up the biggest loser UW, I guarentee you'll have trouble breathing by the time you've finished a work out. Unless you're super fit, but if you are you're probably off jogging or climbing mountains or something, not reading a blog on t'internet. But if you're taking a break from all that exercise malarkey, hi super fit people, i'm jealous of your super fitness! 

One day I will learn to stay on topic, and that will be a good day. Or a boring one, depends what the topic is, I suppose. 

Anywho, this week hasn't been filled with muchly worth sharing. I do have new hair, though. Well, i've dyed it darker, not magically grown a whole new head of hair. Although that would be awesome, I could do with a few more inches on my hair, short hair does not suit me. Thank you whoever developed and first sold hair extensions, you've made my head and my ego very happy. 

I also did something I haven't done for many years in the past week. I brought jogging bottoms! Not to jog in, because that's for awesome people, and i'm no Barney from How I met your mother (I'm not blonde or cool enough, le sob) I brought them because they're dotty. And I like dotty things, and comfortable things. They are both, and that is awesomeee :) 

I have absolutely nothing else to say, partly because my life is boring, and partly because if I carry on, i'll have to change this blog name to "Morning ramblings of a crazy person", and that would involve effort. And it probably already exists somewhere.

'Til next time, lovely interwebbers (aka the people I talk into reading, and the few random people who probably sit and mock my idiocy)

Au revoirr :) 

xo

I think

I may be dying. Well, I'm not, but I do feel like a zombie. I've had a lovely morning so far. I woke up at half 6 in sheer panic mode, as the realisation that I didn't turn my alarm on last night hit, and I was convinced it was far later than it was. Once realising it was in fact so early that the sun itself had barely made an appearance, I attempted to go back to sleep. But where's the fun in that, eh? 

So instead, I shall spend the day living off roughly 4 hours of sleep, and probably try not to doze off in the middle of something important, but we'll see how that goes later. 

I've had a relatively boring week, as per always. I brought two of the prettiest scarves i've ever seen, got the best bargain shoes ever, and decided that covering my face in too much make up is boring. Note: The little shops by Birmingham Markets? Awesome for a good little bargain. My scarves are currently my babies. 

I am also now in posession of Mortal Kombat. I'd heard about it, and i'd been meaning to give it a go for a while, then I did at my best friends house, et voilla. It is amazing, or in my humble opinion t'is, anyway. I am determined to learn at least one finish move, so I can rule at it, but i'm having a little bit too much trouble. Who knew trying to hold down like, 7 keys at once would be difficult? I am unco-ordinated, though, so that could well be why. I choose to blame the controller, though. It's stupid. Even if I have never had a problem with it before :) 

Anyone who has a kinect should go and buy kinect sports. Now. You haven't had a good laugh until you've attempted to throw, catch, hit and jump over non-existant objects, it's tres amusing. Especially when parents get involved. Seriously, get your parents involved. I have never laughed as much as I did watching my mother attempt to jump over hurdles. Then again, i'm really no better myself. I need a javelin teacher, also. I'm determined to beat the high score set by someone that wasn't me. That was also probably my mother, she's awesome at sports, I did not inherit that from her. In fact, I may well have been related to the clumsiest, least sporty person in the world. Unless that actually is me, which is very possible. I'm awesome 'til I have to move :D 

I am now going to move my bum, by that I mean get up, not do a little bum wiggly dance for the benefit of anyone watching me through my window. Though I might do that, too. It is Friday, afterall :P 

Adios, loveliesss :) xo