Omg! Last night i dreamt i was in a bath tub full of water and mini eggs…the chocolate type that turn ya water a sticky pastel colour. The previous time i ever thought about mini eggs was when Russell Brand was suggesting i put them in my vagina for kicks. Then i dreamt i was trapped in a dungeon toilet, that was pitch black, and i had to try and survive the terror of it, followed by being on a late night street all busy and decorated with red & yellow carnivale lights, hookers, and
Samuel, who whilst we were walking was telling me he wanted to move to LA and then stole a sugary jelly lollipop thing, that was in the form of some happy animated creature.
This was all made up in my head last night in dream land. I have issues, or i’m a genius. The movie of my life (which is actually getting written right now…you swines, by decent beings in LA, who believe my life is worth playing to the WORLD) is going to be amazing. A little bit like everyones on drugs. But still fucking amazing. They follow my life, they write their script, they’ll produce so0mething magical in the end and make my tragicness worthwhile. Lol.
It’s just dawned on me that i’ve lived all over. I’m staring out of my window right now, onto a busy London street, looking at an office furniture store, which looks like it’s run by Del boys. But saying that i do want this deliciously ginormous golden mirror, that i can spy…and i kinda want it immediately so i can get strong men to place it in my appartment and i can pose in it, to my hearts content. I want it! I want it! Why can’t a boy buy it for me?? I’ve noticed how i buy boys shit loads of stuff and THEY buy me FUCK all. FUCK ALL i tells ya!!!. Oh dear, someone is waving at me from the street and i’m mouthing the words ‘FUCK ALL,’ and banging my desk!! Hahahaha…
What else? Oh yeah, the Urban Dictinonary…which ofcourse we all love, claims the term ‘Chrissie/Chrissy’ means ‘Plain Amazing.’ Yeah bitches! Then it rambles on for a whole paragraph about how every female named Chrissie is usually fun and smoking hot…the hottest chicks on the planet! Hope ya hearing this!!!! (MmmmmKAaaay!) But then meaning 4 or 5 says something like ‘Chrissie’ also means, pot and a not very good tranny!!! They always have to ruin everything. Lol. (Oooh i have My Gay Adam venting on my voicemail. Love him.)
Oh and i did want to take a moment to tell you that the term ‘Wunnaful’ is a word i use to describe a being who has surpassed the level of WONDERFUL. Lots of you are asking me. There’s the answer…fuck i smell burning?? I totally have my hair curlers on in the office at a desk. LOL.
Last night ‘Lashes’ called me at 1.27am. He does this often and then we’ll talk about the ways of the world and the people in it and why we’re quite amazing. He’s quite cocky like I am, so we get on well. Yet we both have a disgustingly sickenenly sweet side, that’s enough to make anyone cringe. ‘ Lashes’ rocks coz he’s a decent man. And there’s not many like him left…as he keeps telling me. If he says he’s gonna call…he’ll call. Infact, even if he doesn’t say…He’ll call. If he says he’s gonna show up…he will do and ontime. But yeah ‘babies’ was last nights, late night topic. And when we intend to bang a few out. I’m broody and ready to give life…but can’t find the right man to produce with. How will you ever know that a boy will be a good father? You just don’t until it happens. ‘Lashes’ is apparently staying over tonight. I can’t believe how great he thinks I am??? He also believes i should get a set of eyelashes tattooed upon my body to represent him. I responded with an ‘ Eww…i’m not thug style! That’s so ‘gang member.’
Life is good. Love what you have. And well make sure you get out and DO something today!! I love you. x