rain rain, lovely rain.

i have to say, as appalling as the Biritish summer inevitably is, ie, we get about 3 weeks max of proper sun, i am rather liking this moody rain that's sheeting down outside my window.
i have a lovely big bay window to look pensively out of as well (: i would do pretty much anything to make my mom agree to let me have a window seat in the bay, i would love it to be frank. but sadly i have my radiator there, so would be a tad inconvienient, but my radiator doesn't really.. DO anything, i mean okay okay it's supposed to give out heat in winter, but it's right by the bloody window ! so the heat ambles straight back out the house again !
as i have said many times, the design of this house is rediculous and utterly pointless. i'm still planning to redecorate my room though (: i now have a slight obsession with wall "tattoos" or stickers to those who are not exactly the brightest or creative in this world. some of the designs are so gorgeous, whereas others are a tad obscure, creative and mildly attractive, but not something i would personally want on my wall if i was going to end up looking at it while trying to sleep.. i would rather have a picture of a rather attractive guy to dream about but not obsess over. that would be daft. obsessing over a poster of a guy that's probably not real, or if he is, has countless faults and would irritate me insantaniously in reality.
i really am blogging like a thing possessed today, i have updated all 3 of my darlings, this being the last actually, i'm just not really sure what to say in it, nothing's relevant to having insomnia anymore.. but then again nothing's overly related to being a whore in a brothel in my other, or being 16 and being alive in another. oh well. hang on, i tell a lie. the one about being a whore in a brothel actually was related to something in the last post. ahh, at least now i can rest peacefully because i have been assured that i'm actually turning into a professional whore. which remind me of moseying to B&Q with my darling Daisy and seeing the trolley things and discussing a kind of train of mobile whores.. you just lie with your feet open then there are various trolley's for specific positions.. this really should go in my other blog, and i would update it but it's so much effort, and although i am being a blog nerd and actually managing to touch type with barely any errors, i just cant be bummed.
in other news, my wasp bite is still itching like anything, which i think is a tad unfair, my poor foot did nothing to prevent the evil little git. i think it was just jealous because yellow and black didn't flatter it and thought that a pinky colour would make him much more attractive to queeny wasp. he just looked like all the others being yellow and black. and he depleated the option of being able to show off with the biggest bottom as he rammed the majority of it into my foot and left some of it there, i kid you not. i did however FAIL trying to get the thing out, i was paranoid it was going to hurt, but later found it hurt so much it was actually NUMB so wouldn't have mattered it i'd stabbed myself with the tweezers..
ahh, i think i need coffee, my dancing fingers are begining to get tired, although the hypnotic rain outside is still going (: God love rain (:

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