i'm so sick (of love songs)

nectar of the gods

huge apologies for the mess that this blog post will inevitably turn out to be. i felt a bit funny last night and woke up this morning (sporadically circa 2am) feeling like i was dying: i missed work and have lost a lot of sweat over the course of the day. truth be told, if i wasn't already running out of post ideas, i am void of inspiration and positivity today. it'll be a short, sharp shock of an entry but that's okay. saves us from delving too deep (go and watch not too deep with grace helbig, it's a laugh) 

this is a stream of consciousness so "what the fuck is that like?"

being ill is bog. i've covered it before but, being a control freak, i hate not being in charge of my health. i don't want to be flailing around in bed, a victim of my own possessed body (wow that sounds terrifying), gasping for an endless supply of lucozade but sometimes that's how it is. you've just got to get on with it and i do that by catching up on the years of sleep i'm so behind on. is there anything else to talk about? i don't think so SORRY GUYS! 

"what the fuck is that song?"

tori kelly is a favourite of mine. her debut EP "handmade songs by tori kelly" is impressive and follow up "foreward" was a step above and beyond. she has the voice of a butterfly - it just flutters about and absolutely smashes every note. her debut album is on the way and being disturbingly young (as all talented americans are nowadays) she has so much potential. she also covers beyonce and paramore so TICK xo