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Jul. 23rd, 2012 12:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_t_220Bored and hot and hot and bored. And did I mention bored? Though it's at that stage of being bored where you know you have umpteen things you could do, (and defintely more than a couple you should do) it's just that none of them hold any particular allure. Mostly on account of it being hot all of a sudden.
I dunno, is it possible for a summer to have multiple personalities? Because I think this one probably does. It was pissing it down this time last week.
So anyway. I've finally had to bite the bullet and buy new bras. I now have a grand total of 3 that actually fit. Which is an improvement on the '1' I had previously. But still. Ffffft. I've gone down a back size it seems. Yey progress, but damnit bras are expensive! Or at least they are when you're me. I'd have more appreciated going down a cup size or four to at least bring me back into the realm of high-street prices. But noooooo... Cursed norks.
I had a really good dream the other night. Or, more accurately, a really positive dream in which a prognosticating old woman told me lots of things I wanted to hear and insisted they would happen soon, and then I woke up and for a minute was all like "Aah, not long until [___]..." like it was an actually definite thing. And then I remembered that it was just a dream and spent the rest of the day hovering somewhere between embittered apathy and crushing disappointment. Not aided by having one of those evenings where it would have been nice to have a bit of human contact for a change but JR spent the whole time ranting so pointlessly at the TV that spending any time downstairs was actually physically unbearable.
*sigh*
I dunno, is it possible for a summer to have multiple personalities? Because I think this one probably does. It was pissing it down this time last week.
So anyway. I've finally had to bite the bullet and buy new bras. I now have a grand total of 3 that actually fit. Which is an improvement on the '1' I had previously. But still. Ffffft. I've gone down a back size it seems. Yey progress, but damnit bras are expensive! Or at least they are when you're me. I'd have more appreciated going down a cup size or four to at least bring me back into the realm of high-street prices. But noooooo... Cursed norks.
I had a really good dream the other night. Or, more accurately, a really positive dream in which a prognosticating old woman told me lots of things I wanted to hear and insisted they would happen soon, and then I woke up and for a minute was all like "Aah, not long until [___]..." like it was an actually definite thing. And then I remembered that it was just a dream and spent the rest of the day hovering somewhere between embittered apathy and crushing disappointment. Not aided by having one of those evenings where it would have been nice to have a bit of human contact for a change but JR spent the whole time ranting so pointlessly at the TV that spending any time downstairs was actually physically unbearable.
*sigh*
