Bleurgh. Right now I have about as much motivation as a fatty in a cake shop who's thinking about starting that diet. I feel like making myself a tent using a bedsheet and the back of the couch and tucking myself in, nice and snug.
I don't mention everything on this here blog, would you believe. Yes, shock, horror, gasp, etc. In fact, there's a fair few subjects I consider Off-Limits. In-depth worky things, for example, because I am ever-fearful of the omniscient Google. Also, I don't post pictures of my naked wobbly bits, and I think that we are all better off for this exclusion. I generally try and stay away from the realm of Too Much Info*.
(*Excluding stories involving bowel movements, farting and/or vomiting, because I need something to post about.)
What I am gradually alluding to here is the subject of Relationships. Yes, Relationships. Can I get a collective 'SPEW'? Come on, all together now. I stopped blogging about the in-depth John stuff back when he discovered my blog, even though he said he wouldn't read it, and I believe him.
And I'm not about to start the heart-pouring right now, but I will just say that changes are afoot, and that I do quite fancy chucking a sickie tomorrow and curling up in front of some trash TV while I shove my face full of sweet things like jam and cakes and lard pies.
So, hey, the conclusion being: Relationships can eat my shit, and sugar is great.
Why can't life be all sunshine and lollipops? Eh? EH?!
I don't mention everything on this here blog, would you believe. Yes, shock, horror, gasp, etc. In fact, there's a fair few subjects I consider Off-Limits. In-depth worky things, for example, because I am ever-fearful of the omniscient Google. Also, I don't post pictures of my naked wobbly bits, and I think that we are all better off for this exclusion. I generally try and stay away from the realm of Too Much Info*.
(*Excluding stories involving bowel movements, farting and/or vomiting, because I need something to post about.)
What I am gradually alluding to here is the subject of Relationships. Yes, Relationships. Can I get a collective 'SPEW'? Come on, all together now. I stopped blogging about the in-depth John stuff back when he discovered my blog, even though he said he wouldn't read it, and I believe him.
And I'm not about to start the heart-pouring right now, but I will just say that changes are afoot, and that I do quite fancy chucking a sickie tomorrow and curling up in front of some trash TV while I shove my face full of sweet things like jam and cakes and lard pies.
So, hey, the conclusion being: Relationships can eat my shit, and sugar is great.
Why can't life be all sunshine and lollipops? Eh? EH?!
posted by GBE at 8:43 pm
20 Comments:
Are you also alluding to a break-up? Cos if so, then you simply must mope for at least a few days! At least! Because very little in this world sucks more than a relationship breakup, particularly one where you are living together, and holidaying together and you've just made so many memories together. Bleergh indeed.
Something must be in the air at the moment, I know of simply BUTTLOADS of people who are dipping back into singledom after long long term relationships.
Sorry, I've jumped to a conclusion and just ran with it, sooooo if I'm completely on the wrong trampoline, ignore me!
Ps. I just farted... does that cheer you up?
Miss Blog.Etc. if life was all sunshine and lollipops people like you and me would be walking around looking for something to bitch about, slightly lost and confused.
Or maybe that's just me.
And a day of work with jame and cake and lard and the teev = awesome. Do it and enjoy it.
Life is all sunshine and lollipops. Some fucker tried to steak all of my lollipops and stuck me in a box, where surely I will wither and die. I hid one of my lollipops from him. Would you like it?
A day OFF work. We should really get rid of a phrase that means the exact opposite if you leave out one piddly f.
Relationships are hard, eating cake is great. I hope everything works out all shiny and happy in the end.
Take care, pet.
Px
Pomgirl is so right, boys are not worth the trouble, cake however is totally worth the trouble :)
Take Friday off and make a long weekend of moping and pity parties, everyone needs one of them every now and then.
Hope things turn out for the best, however that might be.
Oh to the no's...!
At least, there is plenty of cake in that cake shop due to that fatty going on diet, so hurray...!?
It can't always be sunnnshine and lollipoP but here's to hoping that the sun'll come out, tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun.... Okay. Sorry. Will stop with the singing now.
Um...look! I said 'bottom'!
Start dating Willy Wonka! I hear he's a really nice chap, and he looks like Johnny Depp now, not to mention he owns a freakin chocolate factory!
GBE, long time reader, first time caller. i hope you're okay. and if john hurt you, i hope he rots in hell!! coz you're awesome. take care of yourself, you are the most important person in the world, don't ever forget that. coz boys do. boys suck. that's why i'm gay!!
Cake is by far the best word ever. Next to that is possibly ice cream and then money. Or maybe money first. Ice cream cakes are simply too much goodness to comprehend and then top it w/ money and my head would explode w/ joy.
Everyone deserves some mental health days when the personal life possibly goes awry and the boys are being stupid.. whether they did anything wrong or not. Sending hugs, ice cream and really good trashy tv your way. xoxo
Hi Miss GBE, I've been mostly a lurker of your site, and even the officewenchy one for a while. Hope youre okay, and that yes..throw a sickie ...and do lots of NOTHING :-)
As for sweet things, I found a weird but lovely type of lolly the other day, its whole strawberries encased in milk chocolate. I cant remember the brand..but its delicious..maybe try them!!! Get well soon!
Hey, you are about the greatest beer and noodle powered girl nerd around. Things will get better for you way soon. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to buy some flowers and a plane ticket.
PS: Never knew you liked anime too. I think FLCL is just about the best thing ever, am I right?
Dude, I try not to translate cryptic posts.
Mainly because I'm shit at it, it's like when people force me to guess their age and I always guess like 5-10 years older and then they get upset, and then it's just awkward.
BUT, I will say sickie's cure all that ails you. Combine it with alcohol and that raw biscuit dough that you just cut and bake (or if you're lazy like me just eat it with a spoon) and you'll be sweet.
Hope you're okay missy.
Hey-
Just wanted to say go ahead and eat your cake, stay home and watch trash TV (watching those people is a sure fire way to feel better about yourself instantly)... but only for one day.
Then shake it off, get up and BE the sunshine! BE the lollipop! Or whatever. You know what I'm saying.
Being single sucks sometimes (I didn't get married til I was 36), but it sure beats staying with the wrong person for even a little while.
Here's to better days ahead! We are behind you all the way. (Unless you fart, and then we're kind of off to the side.)
8~)
- M
I hope that the sickies have helped, hopefully with copious doses of Flashdance, The Princess Bride and whole seasons of The OC. And the sugar and beer as well.
After reading all the other comments, I really want ice cream cake and whole strawberries covered in chocolate. In fact, I need them.
Sweet girl, take to thy bed with Vodka and Chocolate. That's an order.
Thinking of you and hoping all will be well.
xx
I hope you enjoy your "personal leave" day. After all, you get 20 working with the govt, so enjoy.
I do hope you have Foxtel to take full advantage of the day off. Have a sleep in, go to the shops and stock up on junk and mags and settle in for the day on the couch. Send John a few texts and then regret it, and stuff yourself with more cake.
I really hope it works out with John.
Love ya blog xox
Mish, hooray for farting! I am not sure what I am alluding to, but everything has been a bit topsy-turvy lately and I think that something is going to change. I won't make any assumptions but I'll just see what happens, and then I'll blog it like the blogwhore that I am.
Miss LaRue, instead of taking your advice, I went to work. I am a bit of a knob, really. But today I have come home early because I feel queasy (and perhaps have mild alcohol poisoning?) so this might make up for it.
Phishez, you know, I actually had a stranger give me a lollipop the other day. And I thought 'wow, that's lovely', and then I looked at it and noticed that it looked like it had been opened and then glued down, and then I noticed that the person who gave it to me was a creepy taxi driver, and then I decided that lollipops aren't that great, after all.
CL, I agree entirely. I am going to write a letter about this.
Pomgirl, if you were going to get married to a cake, what type would you choose? I think I would choose an old-fashioned sponge cake with jam and cream. Mm, husband cake.
Jen, thank you lovely girl. I hope everything works out ok, too. In the meantime, I shall scoff myself silly.
Oh Vapidly Vibrant, bottom references and singing do cheer me up immensely. You are ace.
The Man, you know, I am surprised that there is not a queue of laydeez lining up for Willy Wonka. Maybe it is because he is creepy. I would much prefer Gene Wilder WW to Johnny Depp WW, to be honest.
Anonymous, he has not hurt me, but thank you a zillion for your concern. If I could turn on the lesbian switch, I would be all over that shit!
Miss Devylish, I think the best one is money, because then you can buy all the cake and ice cream you like. Yay! Ooh, I would love a mental health day. Wednesday is a public holiday, I may decide to use it to stuff my face.
Hi K! Wow, an officewenchian?! Now that is old school. Are they fresh strawberries? Oh, I must track them down. Must must must.
Mark, but are the flowers for me? This is the important question. I was watching some FLCL on the weekend (fooly cooly!) actually. And I'll probably watch the rest of it now that I've come home from work early. I am highly surprised that we did not notice this common interest earlier. Highly!
Lucy, thank you my dear. All is well, just a little all over the place. I could really go some of that biscuit dough right now.
Marcheline, there's some changes to make and then I am TOTALLY going to be the lollipop. And I really try to avoid farting on such lovely, supportive people. But I can make no promises.
Killerrabbit, ta, I have been listening to the Flashdance soundtrack quite a lot and even forced a group of (mostly male) people who I didn't really know that well to listen to 'Maniac' on the weekend. Girly trash is so good.
Pomgirl, I am going to hunt for the strawberries covered in chocolate, and then I will tell you the brand name and where to find them and then we can scoff them together.
Steph, thank you muchly. Except vodka is from Satan and has made my tummy feel a bit yucky.
Rachel, woah, I get 20?! I should really look into these things. That is awesome. I might just stay home for an extra couple of days while I'm at it. Ha! Oh, I wish I had Foxtel. I have to make the best of what I've got, i.e. never watch TV and rent loads of DVD's.
Darling GBE - sorry I've been so absent from your comment box of late.
I hear you on the rship front. They are a complex cow. The worst thing is knowing that even though it might be the best decision to end things, you also know that you're effectively banishing one of your best friends from your life.
Tis hard, tis hard.
What to do?
Hope you're okay. I suggest reading some Alexander McCall Smith and laughing yourself silly at Bruce the surveyor from 44 Scotland St.
xoxo
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