Lazy

I'm so lazy, I cut my own hair. Really it wasn't a full hair-cut. I only cut my fringe. It had to do with a lack of money but it was mostly me being too lazy to make an appointment.

I'm so lazy that I can't be bothered canceling my gym membership. It's also something to do with not being in town when the fucking gym opens, but mostly the fact that I'm scared of them saying "but Gabriella, you're still fat." I know they're not going to say that, but I can hear them thinking it. I need to cancel it though because I start work at 6am, finish at 1:30pm. And I love it. It just means that I can't get to the gym because it closes for 4 hours during the day, the only time of the day I'm able to get there. Why the fuck would it close in the first place? Mother fuckers. They're the lazy ones.

The new Kate Miller-Heidke album comes out tomorrow. Here's a listen:

http://www.nova100.com.au/site/new_music/kate_miller_heidke.aspx

I'm so lazy I can't be bothered making this blog entry make sence.

I took a photo of my fringe. I think I did a pretty damn good job, but I couldn't get myself to look steamy and hawt in the photo so I ditched it.

I'm so lazy I can't be bothered going to the doctors to get my Provera perscription filled so as to not get my period and almost die every time. I don't feel like a woman if I don't get my period. It's said and done. I like getting my period despite the pain because I like order and organisation and I don't feel complete if I don't bleed half to death every 28 days. But now I'm thinking that I might actually be making myself sick and my endometriosis worse if I keep getting my period.

Typical Australian attitude: I'll be 'right.