Rosie Mckenna:

I would totally be writing one right now.

Some people are really rude and at first I made a huge effort to get along with said people but now I really couldn’t care less about trying to make things easier.

It’s probably just easier to ignore them completely. Like they just don’t exist.

Also just FYI, if there’s a possibility I can hear you bitching about me, maybe lower your voice.

That is as ranty as I will let myself go. Goodness knows I would love to be more so but I’m trying this new positivity thing.

I came into uni today to you know, go to class and work on work but class turned out to be non existent and the student portal was down so I have been able to do zero work. I have been in the library/Costa underneath the library all day. Like a lemon. During these many hours I created a list in my notebook of some of the things I could have done today that would have been more useful. Here it is.

Sleep
Tidy room
Laundry
Register at GP (Side Note: find NHS number)
Find some new music for radio show
Paint a picture
Make some bunting for room
Clean the bathroom
Clean the kitchen
Go to the haberdashery kiosk in town to get new buttons for coat with missing buttons
Buy a toaster, maybe
Go exploring
Go for a run, maybe
Go food shopping
Cook ready meals for later in the week
See some old friends
Buy a dino/Pikachu onsie from eBay
Watch my new DVD (Se7en)

Matt better come for our pre-radio show coffee soon.

I’m losing my mind.

Just look at my twitter.
It’s proof.

You know when you haven’t slept in a long time but you know you can’t fall asleep now or your day will be screwed? When you get that weird feeling in your eyes and your stomach and your extremities? Everything is hilarious. A kitten riding a tortoise? A guy doing ‘hand-ballet’? (Who am I kidding, that stuff it hilarious all the time.)

Anyway, you then start to make bad decisions like e-mailing old friends/love-interests/possible love-interests about how great they are and where did things go wrong in the early hours of the morning.

Well tonight/this morning Tumblrs that I am fond of have become my old friends/love-interests/possible love-interests.

I am sorry, Tumblr-folk for my possibly inappropriate messages. 

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Although I mean every word.

Thanks for listening to a weary-eyed nocturnal loon.