i am writing my first blog from my new life in wakey. i am in bed watching Jeremy Kyle and applying for jobs online. applying for jobs is unquestionably my worst worst thing in the world, i have put off writing a cv for about 5 years, i HATE filling in forms so soooo much, there are some people who love it?!
a man just failed the lie detector, he was a dj and gets a lot of temptations, he's about 5' 3" and rank. Oh i've had to turn kyle off, it's a wedding after the break and he was in the front row, no thanks... now though i'm on ch 1 and it's even worse, there's a mouthy blonde woman talking about a house in the voice of a children's tv presenter, it's more unbearable than jeremy kyle in fact, don't these people who try to add value to their houses, despite whether or not they like it themselves, understand that life is short? that you need to be happy in the moment? that their little scraps of extra money won't keep them warm when their dead? while they've wasted their lives tiptoe-ing around the bits of their house that they don't even like, just cause they need to keep the colours neutral? it makes me really, really depressed. you can't make people like that understand. There was a woman on come dine with me the other day who spends 3-4 HOURS a day cleaning...how depressing, she is throwing her life away, and when she isn't cleaning she must be anxious about things not getting messed up how can someone become that mad?
let's try channel 2...
hmmm it's computer-animated cartoons, i hate these cause they can't afford to do good computer graphics so the things in them are all a bit see-through and creepy, this is in a farm this one, the pig just floated across the floor like a ghost, it's american this one, but there's loads of really bad irish accents being done... gonna have to turn it off.
uh oh the bride just released some doves on the JK wedding. keep jezza away from the booze, that's my advice...
channel 4 some american programme. some gays, a gay vicar, he's being sent to Malaysia. His boyfriend is really eggy, saying he's being colonialist and can't he tell the bishop that he has a boyfriend?Enough of this already, oh,not before i heard this: 'you can't expect someone to organise his life around you when you can't even say "i love you"' from the vicar. woooo!
the adverts during daytime tv are so depressing, 'have you had an accident?' 'have you made a will?' 50+fashions, life insurance with Parky. that's enough, i need to go out.
wash up, shower, then costa! also i need argos, my clothes are in a shopping basket, a pile on the floor, and 5 suitcases.
laters! i'll keep you informed on my new life developments...you lucky people!
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