I am bored in my job.  I really, truly am.  However, I am not motivated enough yet to actually get a new one.  Besides, the jobs I would really like are not particularly within my range of skills and/or experience;  Since childhood I’ve harboured a desire to be a Blue Peter presenter, or a cook onboard a space station, an Outlaw in Sherwood Forest, or the Doctor’s Companion (Seriously.  I even got an Ace jacket for Christmas one year – remember her?  Rose and Martha eat your hearts out!)

Imaginary jobs are so much more worthwhile.  So much more fun.  So much more exciting.  So much less good at paying the bills, indeed, but still.

In the spirit of this, today’s post shall be entirely dedicated to the Job I Do Not Have But Probably Should.

I think, actually, that besides the above-mentioned and the role of Slytherin Head Girl, which is pretty much already a full-time job, I would make a really excellent Groupie.

No, really.  I think I have just the right amount of attitude to get noticed, enough admiration to ensure complete hero-worship.  I’m just shallow enough to believe that my chosen idols are quite simply the best things in the whole world and that in being “with the band” I am somehow cooler by proxy.  I was born to wear the most outrageous outfits, born to wear a VIP pass.  I make an excellent cup of coffee (black, no sugar) and I always have a spare rizla or lighter.  I have mastered the art of posing and looking mean and moody.  I own enough makeup to last a lifetime.  I look fabulous in my underwear.  I’m a little bit wild and a lot loud, and spontaneous enough to start a party on a tour bus or go skinny dipping in the sea.  I got this job by smiling hard and dancing harder.

And, in my imagination, I am the Head Groupie for an electro rock and roll band with Noel Fielding, Russell Brand, Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Brian Molko!  Life’s a whirlwind of feather boas, eyeliner, lipgloss, class A’s, trashy kisses, champagne cocktails and after show parties! Paparazzi light up our clandestine adventures!

Oh yes.

What else would I be well suited to?

Remember Lilly?

There was a lovely piece of artwork used on The Thin Club, featuring a number of photos of me/her – and I’ve just found the artist’s website: Emikli.  If you browse through the illustrations, you will find said artwork;  it’s even got peacock feathers on it, although I don’t remember telling Charlotte about my liking for those…

Something beautiful out of something painful after all?

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Hmmmm…so, the fantabulous PRIDE looms in August, and as such, the theme this year is MUSICALS.

Of course, if I plan to go (which I do) I must dress up…so, I think I’m going to go like this:

I dream of naughty, filthy, rampant, breath-taking, bad and kinky sexy things with this man:

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH……….

WATCH THIS

*wibble*

It has been an odd day.

In fact, it has been an odd week thus far.  My new tattoo isn’t healing, I feel ill and I have a hospital appointment for my Kidney tomorrow.

Today, I find out that an important ex is getting married, I get offered an DJ slot at my local rock pub, and my arch-nemesis turns up at pub I was in tonight.  I also spoke to my Dad, something I hadn’t done in a while…

So what did I do, to make myself feel better and less odd?

I booked a holiday in Rhodes, in August, that’s what.

ACE.

Hello bloggosphere!

I am in very good spirits.  I have new glasses, I have new badges, I have good friends.  I also have photos from Saturday’s wedding to post once I get my PC fixed.

Anyone up for a blinks/bloggersanon on Saturday 16th June?  Myself and the impossibly cute Miss Foxinthesnow have been wondering if people would fancy getting together and drinking maaaaaaany Gin and Slimlines at The Chandos ion London.  It was the location of a rather wonderful get-together before, but we are open to suggestions – that place is big and has good sofas, so it’s a good first choice!

Let me know, darlinks xxxx