The trials and tribulations of a 28 year old female..

So, you get to a certain age when you think things like "oh my god, why the hell did I get this tattoo?” "Hmm, perhaps I should sit that exam", "Perhaps I should finish this book I've been writing for the last five years", "maybe it's time to move" and, the most frightening thought of all; "yeah, marriage would be a great idea!”

Now, for an aimless chick that did nowt but sofa surf and drink her whole life (yep, I had a hip flask before I even had hips) this is a lot to handle. I think I must have grown a back up brain fuse box where my hippocampus once sat.

By the time the holes in my arm where my tattoo once was have healed I will be sure to have something on here reasonably pretty for you to look at.

Even if it is just wedding photos (oh, and now baby photos too).