Part of growing up is finding who you are, it’s navigating the tricky path to find your spirit animal and to understand your inner child. It’s a beautiful journey of self discovery and choosing to be wonderfully, perfectly, happy. It’s clean eating, yoga, and drinking 4000 litres of water a day. You will never be a true grownup unless you wake up every morning and plaster a giant smile on your face from the minute your kale smoothie touches your lips.
Except that’s all bollocks.
Continue reading “Rules For Growing Up”
I came up with this blog whilst sitting around in my pants playing candy crush instead of writing or doing anything productive. It felt great, and the nap I took after felt even better, but there was a degree of guilt that came with not keeping to my strict ‘maybe post on Tuesday or Wednesday or perhaps Thursday’ schedule.
That’s not the guilt we will talk about today though. Mainly cos that story is as boring as hell, but also because there are much bigger things that I feel guilty about.
Continue reading “Guilt”
There is a moment just before I drop off to sleep where the horrifying reality of my existence comes flooding back to me in a series of fairly painful flashbacks.
I assume that part of becoming an adult is learning to shut these memories out, or in the very least decrease the amount of cringeworthy encounters you have to in turn decrease the amount of content my cruel brain has to punish me with. As of now, I appear to only be increasing them.
Continue reading “Pre Sleep Shame”
2016 hasn’t been all that great, I’ve not achieved any of my many goals, like world domination and eating less lasagne. Brexit didn’t go my way and being a woman and having a brain, I wasn’t all that fond of Trump.
Luckily I have big plans for 2017, so I am really looking forward to destroying the entire galaxy in a violent Brexit fuelled rage and perhaps eating an apple every now and then.
Continue reading “Have a Passable New Year!”
I’ve been blogging for nearly four years now, in that time it has done a great job of launching my career as a failed, struggling, penniless journalist. It also helped me forge a beautifully short lived stint as a crap copywriter and I am hoping that this new blog it might assist in me becoming a mediocre, lampooned and much criticised book writerer.
This blog will be all about how to stumble through adult life, falling at every hurdle, but eventually face-planting the finish line mostly not dead. What better way to kick off than a 10 step guide to launching a really shitty blog?
Continue reading “10 Steps to Launching a New Blog”