Crazy in love.

Maybe one day I could wear a tiny pair of shorts, a red vest, no bra and a body chain and still look amazing. Goddamn it Beyonce, ruining it for everyone.

So work this weekend was a bit of a nightmare, it's been too hot in the kitchen so everyone's sweating because its like busy so there's load of us in. Nightmare really. THEN, this fancy-shamncy guys comes in telling us we have to change everything. Do you ever get those people who just make up all the rules but they've never worked a day in their life? So they think it'll all work even though they have no idea of busy days or context. It's like back off mate.

Rant over.


Tomorrow I intend to do nothing.


Happy blipping.