I Have Nothing To Say.

In the spirit of having nothing to say but enjoying the sound of my typing anyway, I think I’ll liveblog my day. It will be hideously boring because I intend on remaining fairly idle but you never know what might happen, this could go down in l’histoire.

Incidentally, a really bad habit I have is speaking English but sprinkling in a few random French words. I  used to be quite fluent in the language when I was teenager and it’s not out of habit or anything, it’s just because I’m an annoying cock. Je suis désolée mais je ne regrette rien! (I’m totally listening to Edith Piaf.)

1:15PM – I’m watching an episode from season 3 Sex and the City. I will never deny my love for this show nor will I stop thinking “I’M SUCH A CARRIE!” no matter how much people tease me. I will say this though – and it’s controversial – but I don’t like Jimmy Choo. Nope, not a fan. It’s like stepping into bricks of solidified vomit.

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