I am all weepy and sooky girly today.
No reason.
Just wanna cry.
Got to work this morning and S asked me what I have done with my hair today. It looks different, says he.
I take that as: ‘What the fuck is going on with that rats nest on your head woman! You are in [...]
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Half the cubby is here.
The other half is sitting in a loading bay somewhere in Melbourne.
The fucking courier didn’t pick it up. Thursday. They were supposed to pick it up on Thursday.
Delivery yesterday.
They are not answering their phones.
Now we won’t get it till after the New Year.
So who is going to explain to [...]
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