The camera is still dying a slow death, and lately I just cannot be bothered to think of what to wear in the morning. This usually results in the constant rotation of different shirts and trousers, which isn't all that interesting. I must have changed about 7 times this morning, one of those days were everything just didn't feel right, anyone know what I mean or am I just insane?
Saturday night ended up being fairly random, bumping into so many people that I hadn't seen for ages and also Matt Cardle from the X factor. He is literally the shortest man ever and still had that hat on, I think only a surgical procedure would remove it from his head.
I'm off to catch up on some hot man action in True Blood, has anyone else been watching the new series?