Hmph.

I just don’t seem to have much in me at the moment. I have been good at blogging every single day. I don’t have the energy to do that anymore. I really am tired and I could do with a weekend of sleep. Unfortunately, I don’t have that luxury.


We’ve entered the silly season. Already. I actually saw my first Christmas advert on TV and heard jingle bells in a radio advert advertising Christmas Specials.
Kill me now. I feel like I just packed away my Christmas Tree. The idea of having to start Christmas shopping all over again freaks me out completely. Anyway, let me not be like the retailers and get ahead of myself.

This is, however, my busiest time in the year and it’s madness. Total chaos. No exaggeration. While everyone knocks off work in December; I work. While you enjoy Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and New Years Eve....I have worked these days.
There are no such things as public holidays in my line of work. I would love to go away in December for 2-3 weeks. The last time I took a holiday in December for that amount of time, I was still in school. In fact since I started my career the longest holiday I’ve had is 10 days.
I guess I’m just feeling drained. I’m the energiser bunny who is using the wrong batteries.
I don’t even have much to say..I can’t think of anything funny that has happened to me or anything amazingly special that has happened in the Blogshells world.
I am literally back to work, sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep with eating in between.
Everything is such an effort at the moment. Everything.

I’m just a barrel of joy, aren’t I?

Frosted bits

I need a nap. I'm exhausted. No rest for the wicked though. I have a hectic weekend ahead. A hectic working weekend.

Anywho, I got a call from my hilariously funny mate, Daddy Long Legs, who asked me if I had ever highlighted hair.
Um...
Nope.
"How hard can it be, Blondie? Just slap on some peroxide and we're rocking and we're rolling!"
"Alrighty, but you're signing a disclaimer."
"Seriously?"
"Yup. Let me just draw one up quickly."
"Blondieeee!! Should I be nervous? This wee guinea pig doesn't need shite hair for the weekend."
"Like I said, sign the disclaimer."

So, I arrived last night, played a little bit of tennis (as you do) and once we had both put the task off for as long as we could, he eventually and very nervously showed me the Highlighting Kit he'd bought.
"Ok cool, give here! Let me read the instructions."
"Noooo. I reckon we read the instructions together!"
We empty the contents out onto his bed and I got super excited to see torture devices. A lovely sweaty cap and a sharp plastic hook for me to stick into his scalp through the small plastic holes and pluck the hair through.
He put the cap on and we (his room mate and I) asked where the swimming gala was. Because we think we're hilarious.
I then had to get every piece of hair through the cap, without missing one of the millions holes. I didn't wanna hurt him, but as a result he was worried that I was being too gentle and not getting all the hair (from the root) out.
"Puh-lease. I am a pro."
"Let's just see shall we?"
"Shoosh you. Who has the power right now?"
"Just frost them tips, will ya?"
I carry on pulling his clumps of hair through the cap and 2 hours later I get the last strand through. Dude. 2 hours? I wanted to make sure I did a good job and didn't hurt him.
Then it was the fun part, mixing the colour together and plastering it all over the tufty cap. Beautiful. We then turned him into a Roman Emperor and made a funky tinfoil hat for him.
30 minutes later, he went to rinse it off and Voila!!
Like I said. Pro.

So, I reckon if my current career doesn't work out I can always go into hair.
Any takers?

I'm exhausted. Need sleep. I can only sleep on Monday. Argh.

Zombie Injustice

I. am. Zombie.

I should have shares in Red Bull by now. Zzzzzz.

I am getting about 3 hours, maybe 4 hours sleep a night. Zzzzz.

I have to ask something. I don't like to get too heavy on my blog. There is enough "heaviness" in the world , but I need to ask.

WHY is it that nice, good, moral and dignified people finish last?

I am so tired of this. Surely there has to be some justice in the universe.

Yet another positive and exciting post! How do I do it?

Zzzzzz

I'm fucking exhausted.