I am rubbish at keeping up to date with things!  I can’t believe how freaking long it’s been since I’ve been on here!! I have been making stuff though! so have only been half a lazy bitch (Thanks for the love Angela)

The most recent of my creations was a leaving card. A very lovely lady has recently left my place of work and the generic “we’ll miss you” leaving cards suck hairy bum so I got people to put their messages in a star and made her this…..

The lovely lady liked her card very much and I got hand cramp from all the cuttingx

I’ve put a lot more effort in this week, I’ve made TWO things!!

First thing was a necklace for my man, pretty simple to make…Buy the kind of beads you want and the thing you want to put them on.  Put the beads on the thing and hey presto! a pretty!

 Woooooooo Pretty

Second thing was a lot more tricky and also turned out much more crap, but I still kinda like it.  It was meant to be a star shaped plush but looks more like Oogie Boogie!!

Due to financial reasons I have taken a real ‘Grown Up’s’ job which means my tit perving customers only have one and a half days left to perv over my polo shirt filled tits!

For those who have made the effort to complement my breasts by blatantly staring at them or to those who have spent a shitload of money due staring at them instead of listening to me… enjoy…

Also, I’m quite interested in how many hits I get for blogging about my tits!

Due to financial restraints my first Thing A Week is a very simple one.  As it’s Easter and I fucking love chocolate I decided to make yummy Easter nest cakes.   Unfortunately, due to limited stock at the local co-op, my plan for making yummy Easter nests was slightly foiled by the lack of cake cases (rubbish).  However this was not going to stop me from making something so as I was only making them for two people I decided I would make one big fuck off nest cake thing to share. Although it was very simple to make (see step by step guide below) it was a real bitch to eat but that just made it all the more fun!

 Mmmmmm Nest

How To Make A Chocolate Nest…

• Melt a massive bar of chocolate in a decent sized bowl
• Mix in some cereal until the mixture is thick, sticky and crunchy
• Dollop in a nest like shape on to a sturdy plate
• Place an entire pack (minus the few you nick whilst waiting for the chocolate to melt) of chocolate eggs on top
• Put in fridge until hard
• Good luck with prising the nest off of the plate (It IS possible, may bend a knife though)
• Eat how you see fit

I recently saw the amazing JoCo live in London. It was an awesome night and has left a lasting joyous effect on me.

There are many things I say I would like to do/try/achieve but I never seem to have the motivation to make more than a half assed attempt at anything. Some thing I have always wanted is some kind of creative outlet such as sewing, painting etc etc and have actually recently made something I’m really proud. After making it I felt great for creating something but even better when I saw the joy on my mans’ face when I gave it to him for Valentines Day.

So, with JoCo as my inspiration, I am going to make ‘A Thing A Week’. It may be something I’ve built, sewed, drastically adjusted or cooked. So pretty much anything that involves using my hands, concentration and materials to make something.

I’m pretty excited about this and hope to find something I’m good at and can enjoy on a regular basis. I’m going to document the things I make on here so if you see me slacking in attempts, please feel free to tell me I’m being a lazy bitch.

JoCo and Me

Valentines Heart Plush

My favourite thing so far today?

Looking like a crazy on the underground. I couldn’t help it!

For those who may not know, the general practice of a person travelling on their own on the London Underground (or as I like to call it - Toobing) is to wear a distant and miserable look, don’t look at other people unless they are being weird or annoying and don’t make any noise. Most people bury their faces in a newspaper or a book. Cool people read comics.

I challenge ANYONE to read Transmetropolitan and not at grin and chuckle like a naughty child that’s just eaten all the sweets. Needless to say, this is what I was doing and I was travelling to and from an interview so I was dressed VERY smart (smartly dressed people are the most miserable looking people on the toobing). The confusion I caused was delightful.

One thing that has been happening to me recently that really is just not cool.

I work in a comic book shop. We are based in central London, get lots of custom and even have what could be referred to as a uniform - a black polo shirt with the shop name on the front and STAFF written across the back. It is completely understandable that some of our clientele are some what surprised at the fact that girls work there (That’s right, I’m not the ONLY girl there). Surprised maybe to the point where they stutter slightly, blush or maybe even forget what it was they were going to ask me for after managing to splutter out ‘excuse me, do you work here?’.

What I don’t understand is why, after I have helped them with whatever their query was, do they have to say ‘Thank you very much, you’ve been really helpfull’ TO MY TITS?? My breasts do not have eyes, they do not have a mind of their own, why the fuck are you thanking THEM when actually, they did nothing to help you to find your fucking comic!? Perhaps if I was waring some thing low cut or really tight I could forgive these idiots but seriously, loose fitting polo shirt, How is this flattering?

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