Tag Archives: Paris Here I Come

So yesterday was hectic and I was pretty upset which was pretty obvious but today is a new day and operation fuck shit up has begun. I mean fuck shit up like move to Paris, world domination, a decent salary, the usual, not like fuck shit up and firebomb parliament (can I joke about that or will we get shutdown?)

Whatever I wish I was standing up the top here, that was a good day in Paris and an even better night in St Germain.

My girls (and boys) really came through for me yesterday which made me feel an enormous amount better, so thank you to all the wellwishers and offers to fly kick people in the face. It made my day.

I’ve got no shifts at the moment and job hunting at the moment is about as fun as sticking razor blades into my eyes, no one is hiring and people going for retail jobs have Visual Merchandising degrees and Masters in Interior Design. Um fuck you. Read More »