Homelessness, druggies and wild mushroom tortilinni.

I started off my day looking rather homeless, last night Beverley Coates graced my lovely town house, where we watched Jerry Springer the Opera, with wine and domino's pizza. The wine = mainly me.

Then Beverley goes home. Then I go downstairs and drink mulled wine.

Then I go to Harriet's, more wine. Jerry Springer. More Wine. Bernadette Peters. Cheesecake. FULL. sick. Sleep.Allergies.

Then in the morning I awake realising that in my tipsy state I forgot to bring clothes to Harriet's, well I was wearing pjaammammas. Then the clothes that I do have have cheesecake down them.

By the time I awake it is 11 o clock, I smell a little, dirty creased clothes and the stagger of an old man.

Then I eat a greasy bacon sandwich, which makes me smell really bad, so in whole I have dirty clothes, I smell, I am walking eratically slow to fast.

Then I arrive home, my housemates believe I am on drugs as I am so overtired. Good Times.

Then I watched whitechapel and nigella, made wild mushroom pasta, and presently am writing this blog, itching the back of my neck.

bye/ till another rant/day.

Kathryn Ruth Harrison

Kathryn is my friend. a very good one in fact, but very silly.

I have been around this girl for a year, or so.

She is silly, funny, wild, GARISH, and many things, but not fat.


I just can't get my head around why she thinks she is so. I am a larger man, and if i was a larger woman, or any woman in fact, I would love to possess the vixenous 80's goth persona of Kathryn and her figure. I am aware that vixenous as a word may not exist, but Kathryn personifies it so well, so it's fine.

 It pains me to think that at 11/12 years of age I started my first diet. I wasn't overweight yet felt huge, this changed my attitude to food and myself, thus resulting in an overweight frame at present.

I think it is terrible that women and men feel the pressure to be so thin.
I am of the opinion however that High Fashion looks best on the stick thin models we see on the runway. Although this does not then mean skinny is the only attractive way to wear clothes. If we looks back throughout time beauty changes, and it is disgusting that in so little years women like Kathryn feel they are 'the fat one', as they are surrounded by skinny women.

I think that this just highlights how OVERLY body aware our society is, that this is even an observation to girls and women when they go out with there friends.

Anyway I am off to honour Kathryn with one of her favourite luxuries, Sag Paneer. Or as she rather crudely puts it, Her Saggy Paneer.