Randomberry

It's 10pm on a Friday night. I'm 26, eating porridge with yoghurt, watching SuperNanny in my pyjamas and I couldn't be happier.

So, in a previous blog I mentioned the wonderful job. I was offered an interview but declined to go after a chat with the boss. Long story short, I'm better off where I am for a couple of years. The wonderful job in all it's wonderance wonder will come up again, hopefully at a time when I have finished my MSc and am not looking to buy a house. Speaking of my MSc, have finished the first year already! Ohmygoodnessgraciousme that time has gone so fast. I now have until Sept to "sort myself out" and by that I mean drop a few pounds, get some new clothes and sort me face oot.

The last one is being helped by a new obsession with youtube makeup tutorials....I know, I know. I can already feel you judging me. There's these two sisters who are very American, ridiculously young and gorgeous and know everything and I mean EVERYTHING about makeup! I'm unashamedly hooked. My Benefit obsession has been switched back on which is worrysome for my wallet.

So what else is new? Well, we found a farmers organic market in Hampton. Wait, I'll start that one again. We discovered Hampton first off. A lovely little place just the other side of Twickenham - thats the cool thing about house hunting - we are finding all these little nooks and crannys that are just gold. You also need a lot of gold to live in Hampton, either that or a rich elderly parent. So, we found this farmers market place, check out the cow. I am now enjoying the "freedom organic lager" which has a "golden caramel taste'. It sounds like pretentious old piffle but actuuuuuually is rather pleasant, much more civilised that the eight pints of wife beater I used to drink in my youth. I've misplaced my youth, have you seen it? It'll be hiding somewhere alongside a bag of confidence and a pinch of reality.

La la la x