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never did i think the day would come that i'd lady-fancy kate nash, but lo and behold, it has. maybe it's because we share a name and i am nothing if not a pitiful narcissist.

i had an awesome day at work. it was less than unbearable, which is a synonym really. i went in and my supervisor wasn't in, so it was me all day. awesome because i get to pick the music (kings of leon actually sucked though, like i hadn't seen that coming) and because i can dance in the stock room sometimes, but not awesome because i am left alone to my own devices. and the devices are rarely productive nor wisely thought out. i spent the whole day mindlessly tidying up and sneaking to the stock room to eat flapjack and drink cherry coke. and hide from customers. a guy phoned up to make an enquiry about an, to use his words, 'adult video'. he asked if i could check if it was in the shop and give me the reference number that was on the hmv website and i was like no it'll be different, you'll have to give me the name. and the name was 'tixie licks'. BLAAGHRHHH VOMIT. that is the name of a CHILDRENS COUGH SYRUP. i don't know if that is a coincedence, a dirty pun, or a dvd where people throw cough syrup on each other and fuck, but my god how i laughed. i had to set the phone down while i laughed and laughed and laughed. i couldn't pick it up again until the tremors had subsided. we didn't even have it in either, i had to disappoint the syrup pervert. this guy had the voice of a maths teacher i swear. and plus, why didn't he just order it off the internet? he wouldn't have had to embarass himself and no-one would know. or, actually, why not just watch it for free on the internet?? he must be a tradionalist and actually want the dvd. surprised he went for a kinky syrup theme, but hey i'm not here to judge. why he rang a games basement about a porn dvd though, is unfathomable. but enough about that business.
i haven't slept properly since i moved into my new flat, the mattress is unbearably awful and uncomfortable. people have said so many times now that i look ill. the purple bags under my eyes, long mousey roots and baby pink faded hair are admittedly not my best look though. i'm so pale that i actually have a royal blue network of veins all down my inner arms and from neck to stomach. i pretty much have a blue webby chest not unlike spiderman. sexy eh? although i have actually lost quite a bit of weight now so at least i'm not fat and pale. i'm slimmer and pale. slightly better. i'm pretty sure the lack of sleep is not helping my brain though, i feel parts of it falling away, like a wet cake.
urrghhhh..
don't worry, i'm not going to do a poem again. that was quite a terrible idea on my part. sorry.