Tuesday, 28 August 2012
Now my beef with pet owners is the story telling that comes with owning a pet. I find every pet story is more of a 'you had to be there kind'. When I hear someone explaining how Rover was running rounds in circles and chasing his tail and then he saw a bird and barked, I get a glazed look, zone out and appropriately nod and laugh in the right places. What I'm really thinking is 'oh my god, who cares?'
At most, I can listen happily to someone talk of how they are getting a pet or if a pet has passed and share their grief, I am still human after all. But there is nothing worse than a pet owner gushing over how Fluffy was nuzzling up against them and then fell asleep on the pillow and oh how amusing it was for everyone! No, no it was only amusing for you.
I just don't get it. Or when you ask, how was your weekend and you get in response oh it was ok, ooh you should've been there when I was watching TV and Polly began to repeat everything she heard, it was hilarious! Was it? I wouldn't know- because I wasn't there, and unless you are there, pet stories just hold no ground in conversation with people! A pet is for the home, and for the love and joy of the owners, it is not a hot topic of the day to be shared with people that have no connection to your pet whatsoever. Unless you're pet is a giraffe- then that would be a story I'd listen to!
*Generic pet names come complementary with this post
Tuesday, 14 August 2012
I need to vent. I constantly keep having dreams involving the same people. These people have really hurt me in the past, as everyone has their turning point in life aka rough patch, these people were pivotal in mine. And my rough patch was certainly a doozey. They say the past can only be the past once you leave it. I have left it. I have forgiven these people and moved on to create a much happier, sparklier life on my own. So it is interesting alas if not thieving, that my dreams are constantly occupied by having to re-suffer these losses every second night! If I had my way I would much prefer to dream of sheep. One sheep...two sheep...three.
Saturday, 11 August 2012
Whilst I previously woe'd about Splendour I feel I should take the good with the bad. I missed out on Splendour, however 2012 did take me to Coachella which you know, ain't that bad.
Nutritious brekkie to start the day
Colourful magic scattered everywhere
Florence and the Machine, Avicii, Nero, The Black Keys, Snoop, Santigold and Calvin Harris were absolute stand outs
Thursday, 9 August 2012