I went to the front door last night after House (which, incidentally, was pretty good) to let my cat in, and this greeted me.
And what I want to know is... WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!!??
This weekend it was Wile E Cockroachy. Now a bloody great big huntsman? My house is being invaded by creepy crawlies! And he didn't take too kindly to being photographed either, he ran away before I could grab him and put him outside. (I LIKE spiders. So sue me. Cockroaches... not so much.) Which I thought was VERY rude. I figure if you're going to stay at my house, you can at the very least pose for a portrait! I mean, it's not like he's going to kick in for food or the Foxtel bill right?
So I've named him too. Henry.
Henry: If you're reading this, you are welcome to stay for a while, just next time smile and say cheese huh?
Everyone else: Welcome to Brea's house of insects... Watch your step.
I went shopping today which, to be honest, is not my favourite activity. I know, I know, I'm female right? It's a prerequisite into womanhood. You have to, like, pass a test or something. Anyway a friend and I walked from one end of the shopping centre to the other, twice, and we bought NOTHING!!! What an absolute waste of time. I must be weird or something but I don't see the value in doing that at all... I just can't grasp the point of window shopping. Why spend hours looking at things you; a) Can't afford, b) Can't fit into, or c) Make you feel like shit because you can't afford them, you're a fat heffa and even the bloody DUMMY looks better in it than you...? (Or maybe that's just me...)


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