Wish list item #16396

Can someone pretty please buy me the gorgeous piece of dead creature?

The posh plates

One of the side effects of not having a flat of your own, is that you start fantasising about how you would decorate your fictional home. I am potentially the worlds worst person with this; being alarmingly possession- orientated (if I was successful, you could call it acquisitive, but as I'm not 'possession-orientated will have to do)

I have, as a result of this, been hording strange objects for my fictional abode....

So, if someone would like to purchase me any of these items, it would make me a very happy lady.

Thanks in advance!

PS, I am also desperately clumsy, so perhaps an insurance policy on them would be advisable too

Amber Isabel

In the interest of speed I would just like to point the finger at these guys- Trendland. They say find and say the shit I wish I could find and say...Hence my frequent stealings from them.

But this is rather special, check out Amber Isabel.

Awful Neglect, Risky Business

God, I am horrific at keeping an up to date blog.

Rather than conceed defeat right now, I am going to attempt to rectify this by utilising my lunch break to browse and steal other peoples ideas, reposting them and claiming them as my own.

Now this is potentially risky business due to my penchant for vulgarity and nudity, but I will try keep my postings SFW- I do after all quite like it here.

I don't even know.

Recently my obsession with failblogs has been reigned in, in an attempt to regain some semblance of an ungeeky life...however, my recent discovery of regretsy may well have blow that out of the water...

I've always been a fan of etsy (as much as someone who resents paying transatlantic shipping fees can be) but regretsy has really opened my eyes for the spectacular amount of...well, I don't even know, on the website.

This is my own personal favourite. So far at least.

If you would like to purchase your very own fish in a squirrel suit, check it out here.

I really hope this inspires and entire series of fish wearing animal suits...

Cummon real world..

Tomorrow is a big day. Not one but two job interviews- my first as a Real Human Being (post-uni).

I feel like Bambi taking his first steps.

Only, imagine that Bambi had actually taken many steps previously- several of them actually successful, gaining footholds- or in my case; internships.

The problem being that Bambi's previous attempts had all been somewhat lubricated with the confidence gained from the knowledge that student loan would cushion any blow. Any massive faux pas; inexplicably sobbing or uncontrollably swearing- both of which I am sure I have an as of yet latent predisposition for- would be laughed off during the customary celebration/commiseration beverages that night.

This time Bambi is kinda freaking out about paying rent and moving out of his parents house before he hits 30, and how he hasn't been out dancing in suuch a long time...

Not only all this, but Bambi has been rotting his brain with Gossip Girl, Grey's Anatomy and Gilmore Girls! Poor Bambi's brain wasn't up to much crack before!

Bambi's (sort of) first steps suddenly seem a lot more daunting...

OK, Bambi clearly has nothing to do with this. I'm just...well...

I am nervous.