The joys of Vodka and a new job...

Perhaps the sweestest thing about Vodka is its lack of taste. You can drink, as I may have been doing, say a pint of it; mixed with lemonade and elderflower (i may be a lush, but i am a classy lush) and never really know that the vodka is there......

Except for the headache in the morning and the mild sensation that vodka may be the devil and you never want to see another bottle of Absolut again. Until tomorrow. God, don't you love Fridays?

Belle has been rather down lately as you may have guessed-reason being that she would very much like to be getting on with her life and yet she seems to be sitting on a roundabout (not literally - that would be completely ridiculous, but metaphorically). The same places and faces, the same living environment, the same job. It all gets a little depressing.

And so....

Belle discovered the world of Public Relations.

What a wonderful world this is. Full of celebrities, beautiful houses, exclusive offices, oh and sock campaigns. And Belle gets paid to write.

It's like heaven with a paycheck and a desk space.


Ready? I'm about to sitcom it up!!






Next Time on Belle of the Ball....?

Belle goes in search of a house.........
a mini adventure in real estate failure...



oh crap, i ruined it....
xx

Apparently I may have...

in a fit of rage, deleted half of my posts. Truly sad. Let us take a moment's silence for the 10 blog posts that have been lost due to the carelessness of Belle and her angry, volatile nature.












....don't look up, or breathe, we're having a moments silence.....


















....I can see you doing it................







right, enough of that.

I would try and condense my previous blogs in one giant blog and then it would all be fine, however, I cant be bothered.

So to sum up what Belle has been doing since august I shall simply use one sentence.

Fucking train wreck.....

Oh, perhaps I don't need a sentence.
xx