You'll probably think this one is about you....

I want to write so much but everything that comes out is filled with so much hate and disgust that it freaks me out and I don't want anyone else to witness it.

I am content and settled, i'm not going to bite.



It's ok, i'm ok, it's 4:42am and Frankie and I are listening to Frank Zappa. Probably my two most favourite Franks. Well, Frank Abagnale, Jr is pretty cool too. Oh and of course, old blue eyes.
But my cat Frank and Zappa, just putting it out there - best two Franks to have ever existed.

GAH! I can't write anything..... words are swimming around in my head and I need to stop before I spit them out & they make a mess everywhere!

Before I go, fingers crossed that this is the week, being the third week and as they say, 'third time lucky', that the stupid old cunt that owns my building will send someone over to fix my shower, so I can actually live in my fucking house. I don't want yr excuses old man...maybe if you cut my rent until the problem is fixed then maybe I would listen to the receptionist and smile politely when she feeds me more bullshit. But the rent is not cut and I just want to use my fucking shower!
SHIT!

Going away for the weekend. I am going to sleep in the sun, drink sparkling wine with orange juice and order room service.
Everything is going to be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

Love you all.
Rose.
xoxo

Pix Plz.

I am all moved in!
I had moving day/weekend drinks and dinner with friends in the loungeroom, so I guess that means it is officially my new house.
Totally cute and comfy.
I still have some finishing touches to do.... but apart from that she looks awesome.

Will have to post photos of the place soon.

Have to go, I am way too tired and crampy to sit at this desk any longer.

Come over soon!
We'll eat lollies and watch my Arrested Development box set. Frankie might even give you a cuddle or two!

Rose.
xoxo

My target...

So, I am finally sucking it the fuck up and going on a "diet".
I don't like to use the word diet... it freaks me out. Basically, I HAVE to start looking after myself.
I'm sick of being the fat friend. I'm sick of not being able to fit into my beautiful dresses properly! This fat suit isnt me. Blerrgh.
So anyway, I am aiming to have lost a reasonable amount of weight for my birthday in September, I have so much faith in myself that I went out and spent $56 on a dress. The dress is a size 12. So I have a couple of dress sizes to lose, but I really really think I can do it.

I bought it from the lovely Audrey, who, I think I have met... a long time ago... anyway, she now has a small store on the Ebays. Here is a pic of the dressssss........

It doesnt look like much right now but I think once i have it on and have amazing hair and maybe an amazing brooch and some sweet shoes it is going to look fantastic.
It's a 60's kaftan for fuck sake. I think it's one of the cutest things i've ever seen.
Ben says i'm going to look like a crazy woman... humph! I'll show him!

I could go into it more, the reasons why I think I have put on so much weight, the reasons why I want to loose all my weight but really... you probz don't wanna read about it and I don't really want to talk about it. All we both need to know is, today is a new day and I am ready to be myself again!

Wish me luck.

Rose.
xoxo