An epic tale of nothing much

I'm bored. Sitting in the corner at work. Segregated from the rest of the office. It's lonely. I need to pass the time. I could like, do some actual work, but I don't think I want to just yet. I am doing some work. I mean, I'm still taking calls, which to be fair is the majority of my work, and I'm still putting through a complaint, which is also, part of my job. It is taking a while though. Because I keep writing this. This tale of nothing. My life. My life isn't nothing. I WARN YOU NOW! THIS WILL BE RAMBLING BULLSHIT!!! CONTINUE READING AT YOUR OWN PERIL!

This is Cocoa. She's my mums new puppy and she's the most adorable puppy ever. I love her. She's a cutie. And wants to eat everything. I'm gonna start stealing her and taking her with me everywhere. Especially once she's a little more toilet trained. At the moment I'd be worried if I took her somewhere she might urinate on the floor, and that would be less than ideal.

I just decided this is going to be a blog filled with pictures.

Annie. My mums other dog. She loves me. So much. I'm ever so slightly allergic to her which is cruel and unfortunate. You can't really tell in this picture, but she has a beard. I also like to call her Manny. She is a rather masculine dog.

My pet allergies have always felt a little cruel. I love animals. I shouldn't be allergic to them! It's not fair!

Okay, now that I've covered the animal part, I think we just wandered into the food pictures zone. Exhibit A)

I don't know what this was called. Hans made it, it had interesting things like red cabbage and beetroot. The white stuff is mashed potato. It was delicious and unsual.

Exhibit B) Duck and kransky cassoulet, with radishes. DELICIOUS. Beans and meat. NOM.

Exhibit C) Fish laksa. We eat good food in our house.

Exhibit D) Vegeterian Lasagne. 2 layers of spinach and tomato and other goodness, a layer of pumpkin, and lots of cheesey cheese sauce. Note the crispy cheese goodness on the top.

I'm done with the food section of this blog for now. FOR NOW. Watch out. There will be more food. Way more food. Cos food is awesome, and should be eaten every day to maintain top physical perfection, which is clearly what I'm aiming for.

Oh wait, I need to add beercan chicken. Amazing. I've never seen a chicken so violated before though.

Boobs

So, yesterday, I went shopping.

It made me angry. And confused as to why they would be bringing in spring clothes when it isn't even the middle of winter yet. I don't really need any tiny dresses presently. I need warm, wintry clothes. Shits ridic.

I did however, manage to purchase bras. Three of them. I got fitted. It was hilarious. I hadn't been fitted properly since I was in my teens, and at that stage I wasn't exactly comfortable enough with my body to have someone putting a bra on me. So, she measures me(she was at least in her 50's), I'm still wearing my bra, all is perfectly comfortable, she comes back with a couple of bras, and I take mine off, she holds the straps open so I can slip my arms in, asks me to pull it down over my breasts, and asks me to bend over slightly. She then VIGOROUSLY jiggles me into the bra. So, I'm leaning over, looking in the mirror, watching a woman jiggle my tits into place. It was amusing. And productive.

I now own two red bras, one of the lacy variety, one of the....not lacy kind, and the CUTEST black and white gingham one with white lace at the top and it gives me AMAZING cleavage. Love it. So much. So good. Love my titties. Apparently I've gone down a cup size, which means a whole new world of bra possibilities has just opened up for me. This is exciting. So so exciting.

I'm going to try and blog every day I'm at work, because I like to pass the time, and talk shit. Mostly about things I can't really discuss at work. Like the pash I had in the lift earlier. Hot. Incredibly, frustratingly hot.