Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

Apparently I'm not going to sleep...

Last night I dreamt that I owed the bank hundreds of pounds, it was so vivid and awful that I am almost too scared to sleep! WHAT! Even writing that now I can see how crazy I sound!

Here are a few things that are on my mind at the moment:

1. This is sadly true
Slutwalk Toronto 040

2. Seven-year-old Frances would be very proud of my purple bedroom.

3. I like my peppermint nails, even if the colour is sooo last year

4. I want some honey

5. And a cup of tea

6. I love Spiral. I wish I had learned French so that I could look away during the gross bits. Someone keeps being called Tintin! this makes me happy but I still haven't worked out which one Tintin is yet...

7. I need to write some proper blog posts.

8. I need to realise that everything I feel restricted by is mental, I can break out and I can fully become myself. 

9. Mike shot Paul Young?

10. Will Dad go to work tomorrow? Or will he TORTURE me by being at home alll day?