Just back from the doctors, he said I looked better and to be honest I feel better too. I still have some slight feeling of dread that I'm going to collapse and look like a twat but I also ken that I didn't throw up or collapse yesterday so I probably won't today. Everyday is a step in the right direction, unless I collapse, throw up, fall on ice, become pregnant or find rabbits mauling at my windows. Some of those are less likely than others.
Speaking of dread, it's Tuesday and that can only mean it's the next round of out of tune idol over at the mean girls garage. I'm dreading this for a number of reasons, for starters I had no idea what songs were played in strip clubs so I asked google for help. I couldn't be fucked looking like a twat on camera whilst I waited on the non singing bit to finish so I just threw in the towel and went fuck it. Thirdly I made my clip more involved this time so it's more personal. I'm not sure if I want to reach the next round or not. I ken I'm an awful singer but am I awful enough?
Up until very recently there was pretty much no photographic evidence of me since I hate having my picture taken. Earlier last year my sisters husband managed to get this great picture.