OK, so itching quite clearly isn't enough, I am now starting to peel as well so I look like I should be in a leper colony. Hmmm, how attractive!
Actually at the moment it's not too bad as I am peeling in places that you can't see like my back and just by my right breast (yes I went topless, and yes I burnt them!!)
I am extremely irritated today. Firstly by the constant itching, secondly coz I have PMT and thirdly because home still doesn't feel like home. SS is still staying with us (its nearly a month now) and I thought things would settle down a bit but they haven't. I don't mean to be a bitch or nasty about her because she is a good friend but there are limits! My gripes at the moment are:
1. Get home from work and greeted by 'where's Ali's Alanis Morrisette CD? It's not in the case and isn't in the CD player'
I don't know, its not mine, I've had a shite day and she could have eaten it for all I care!
Obviously my actual answer was 'I have no idea'
2. Get home from trying on bridesmaids dresses, put dinner in microwave, sit down with drink in front of TV while dinner cooking (bear in mind it's now 9.15pm and I didn't have lunch either so really want to sit down in peace and eat food before keeling over!), put drink by side of sofa, go to get dinner, come back into living room, SS in my seat, me left sitting on the floor.
Come on.....everyone knows the rule that if you've put something on or near the sofa its yours for the duration!
3. At about 10pm SS announces, Wah (ex/friend/boyf/not sure!) is coming round at 10.30 is that OK?
Do we have a choice? Never mind the fact that Cos is semi-naked because we have been fake tanning her and we both have to get up for work in the morning and SS doesn't.
At least I should be grateful that it wasn't me that was woken up by floorboards creaking under my bed when people are out in the hallway (bad luck Cos- looks like you got the short straw for the room- noisy pipes, creaky floorboards and wildlife!!)
My god, I'm sounding like such a bitch, I am going to hell!
Well tonight I am meeting my ex (if you can call him that) for a drink. We were seeing each other last August and he disappeared, ignored my phone calls, and replied to a text message with 'V.Busy' as his reason for not returning my calls. But all of a sudden he has started texting again and asking if he ever told me he loved me and what we had was special. I think now would be a good time to mention that I was only seeing him for about 3 weeks! Very odd. I thought he was pissed but he called me on Tuesday morning and asked me to meet him for a drink tonight. I'm going because I am intrigued as to why after all this time he has decided to contact me- it's not like we were friends or knew each other before or kept in contact or anything.
Anyway, my hair is looking pretty OK (I had pretty short hair when I last saw him and he kept trying to stretch it in an attempt to make it grow but now I actually have hair!) and I am wearing my nice perfume (all the guys in the office keep telling me I smell nice so we like that!) and hopefully he will think 'Dur...I was such an idiot for letting this sex-kitten go'!! We all like to feel wanted after all!!
It's very strange though because I'm not excited, or nervous, just a bit numb really. I'm not really sure what to expect when I meet him, or whether he will actually be where he's meant to be or whether we have anything to say to each other anymore.
Hmmmm...we shall see....think of me at 5.30pm people. I will give the lowdown tomorrow, back to work for me. I can hear the chains rattling already!