Thursday, 7 March 2013

Crustaconstanceancer



Tumbling tumbling tumbleweed. Frogs and more frogs and toads and bats. I am exhausted. And I need to buy some bread but I decided that naps are more important than wheat so now I am eating parsnips and brie and crackers. You got to beat da wheat, you got to beat da wheat... Wherever my marbles are this evening they're not in this country...

It's been a weird old week full of shocks and gasps and tears; there was some devastating news about a cancer friend and my boyfriend and I split up amongst many other crazy things. Yet again my knees have come between me and living in the real world. Yet again everyone's knees have bashed together and all there is left is a small pile of biscuits. Yet again I am writing this when my brain is rolling around outside Stockport rail station while being trodden on by giant dodgy blood cells. Waaa. I'm in a pretty good mood though right now, as for every valley in the world there is a mountain. With snow on top. And I fucking love snow.

But now (as usual) it's bedtime for me. For tomorow it is work and then in the evening it's the FRIDAY NIGHT WEEKLY SHOP SUPERMARKET PARTY. Fast lane, you are too slowww. Also please someone explain this stamp I found at work to me; what do Romans and giant crabs have to do with fighting cancer? Is this some high brow reference I'm supposed to get because I went to Oxford? Because all I did at Oxford was build imaginary bridges and run around corridors in stupid outfits, none of that classics malarkey. Well, maybe some mixed in with all those physics numbers, but I think I was asleep in the GIGANTIC CRAB lecture :S :D Has there ever been a point in my life where I've been awake?... Answers on a postcard!

Constanze :) xXxXxXx

P.s The build up to Eurovision has begun. I'll warn you now, I won't shut up about it for a very long time and by the time I've finished you'll wish you never strayed onto this goddamn cancer blog and and you'll cry and you'll hate cancer patients so so very much forever and next time a Cancer Research chugger comes up to you in the street you'll throw steak bakes at them and scald their faces and get put in prison forever and then everyone will die. Shit. Also, steak.

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