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Tuesday, 11 November 2008

Long live upholstery

Been a while, I know.
I'm currently basking in the palacial glory of my bedroom wondering if there's any chance my rat, Ezekiel, is pregnant.
Chances of this are thankfully slim as she lives in a cage with her two sisters (I don't know if you've ever seen rat balls but they're pretty conspicuous, we're sure our three are all female) but she is pretty darn fat considering she was the runt of the litter. And she seems to have sprouted these huge nipples out of nowhere. It's probably nothing, but time will tell.

Things I am sick of:

Aimee Anne Never-Smiles-In-Photos-Coz-She-Has-Too-Much-SOUL Duffy
My housemate being a cunt
Running out of Skittles
My own goddamn nose
Not getting anything done.

More bitchy lists coming soon.

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