Saturday morning drop in, surprisingly good hangover cure.
Also an apple.
I’m on the London eye bitchachos!
Happy 50th birthday mum (centre pic 2nd row)
Also my sister’s there too
soledialectmusic asked: face, face, face, face. :D
- Face: Post a pic of yourself
God do I really have to do that right now? Ugh, fine… Gimme a sec.
I tried to smile, honest.
Soooooo, I post a lot of stuff about this ‘Josh’ and some of you might be wondering who he is. Well, here’s the single photo in all of existence that exists of the two of us together. (He’s on the right if you haven’t seen any pics of me so far, which good for you!)
No, he’s not my boyfriend, he’s my best friend, and nothing more.
Shippers, piss off.
Ah, fun, lazy, lonely Sunday… Well, at least I have my ‘Love Music Hate Homophobia’ shirt on.
HEADPHONE WEARER WARNING! CRAPPY MIC USAGE! THERE’S A LOT OF CRACKLING!
I used to do a lot of singing while I was at University but since then I’ve kinda been out of practice, and on a whim decided to try and get back into it, y’know, helping it would raise my spirits and such.
So, on a crackly microphone, a bit of a crackly throat and no one home, I gave Don’t Rain on my Parade a try since that was my favourite track at the local gay bar’s karaoke.
Warning: as you can tell, I am VERY out of practice.