April 2012
1 post
Rant about fake girls with a silver spoon in their...
I love seeing fake girls, who still act like they’re still in school, moan about “average” and “boring” girls. Ironically, these kind of girls are the most average of us all. All they do is play to the stereotype of 21st century early 20’s person of not furthering their education beyond the age of 16, live with their parents for god knows how long, end up in a...
March 2012
1 post
An ode to the money grabbing whores we call...
Dear Peterborough City Council, This was meant to be the one day in the year that I could see my mums name in the Book of Remembrance, but imagine my shock when I find out it’s closed because it’s a weekend, but don’t worry because I can view it through a window! So you’ve hired someone to turn a page and kept the service closed? How much does it cost to hire someone to...
September 2011
1 post
Pregnancy Rant List
As most people know, I am indeed up chug, which is excellent! But it brings unwanted hormone changes that make me flip at the slightest things! So I am compiling a list of what is annoying me the most at the moment. Enjoy!
The weird dreams I’m having. The first thing I said to Jazz on Saturday was “Please don’t run off with a man to Belfast.” I DIDN’T EVEN EAT CHEESE...
August 2011
4 posts
Is that a used sanitary towel on the floor?!
The title is from an earlier conversation with Jazz where there was a red colour catcher on the floor and I thought I was sleep walking/menstrating.
The title is irrelevent, but it is highly eye catching because we live in a society of pimps and weirdos. Just saying.
Anyway, i’ve come to the conclusion that we, as a working family, are more under privilaged than those who do not. The...
An ode to First Capital Connect
I write this as i’m stuck, on a tilt, just outside Peterborough. Realising this happens far too often, this will be my rant of the day.
This train company has more problems than not. Like how a gust of wind can throw the whole service of for 30 minutes, or their lack of being able to for see any problems on the tracks. For example, I was stuck in St Neots (shit heap of Cambridgeshire) for...
First Post!
Well, In this post only one person is following me therefore, presumably, one person will see it (Hi Fraser). Hopefully, as my Tumblr profile grows, I can maybe double, no, TRIPLE my followers. Nothing like ambition to start this off.
My blog will start of about how I seem to attract loads of crazy weirdos in my everyday life. Train station weirdos are the best. I see this one fellow commuter all...
