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such a wise calendar

we made it. happy 2015 mothafuckaz. i don't know about you but it was lovely to see the wanker of a year out with my favourite people last night - we had a weird four way kiss at midnight and saw in this new year with some questionable singing and dancing. either way, i'm here today to talk to you about something sort of serious but, after all, this is "oh, mitch please!" so it's probably not going to be anything too drastic really is it?

wanna do something that makes me crazy

owls are SO in right now

THE CHRISTMAS COMEDOWN STRUGGLE IS REAL. i think it's safe to say that the festivities are very much over and that means we need something new to focus on to keep us going. there's new years which is always overrated and underwhelming so let's be realistic and think about something else which is great. like free stuff. and love. or better yet, maybe both? that's right it's time for an overdue and under-appreciated "oh mitch please!" giveaway!!!!!!!!

nobody loved me like you

thanks mum xo 

well look at that, christmas is over for another year and we're all feeling a bit fatter and probably depressed that our next break is a year away. but we've still got a while until the new year so let's make the most of what we've got. i, for one, had a fucking lovely christmas - spent it, as always, with my family, seeing a few special people amidst my mum's hitler regime for the day. one of those special people is someone you may or may not know so it's time to get everything off my chest before 2015.

i'll never feel you if i don't tell you

thank you verity xo

there's a mere three and a half hours standing in between me and a week of festive freedom now! yes, i'm into day four of this hangover now. yes, i'm drained in every way, shape and form. yes, i've listened to "underneath the tree" too many times for it to sound even vaguely christmassy anymore. but fuck all of that, spirits are still high even if my excitement for christmas day isn't. i'm going to drink this soya hot chocolate, watch home alone 2 and think about all the things i won't be doing until january 2nd.

if you're the only thing i ever get for christmas

ready steady go 

okay so my pity party hasn't finished just yet and i'm back to work tomorrow so what better way to force yourself out of a funk than by spending 5 hours wrapping presents, writing cards and watching christmas films. it's been a weird weekend all in all but maybe today was what i needed to pick me up. i don't feel particularly uplifted right now but it's helped me to realise that a) i still love buying things (for other people) and b) home alone and elf are classics.

everything is black and white and grey

pure & simple

monochrome is the best, isn't it? there's something so wonderfully beautiful about black and white together. it's simple, it's effective, it's understated. 98% of my wardrobe is black, white or grey BUT there is a definite fashion faux pas hiding in there: mixing poorly matched shades together. no. unacceptable. my work jeans have faded to a painful grey/black hybrid but i make sure to wear a statement colour or white alongside it. but that's enough about how not to dress, let's talk more about black and white things.

all these things i hate (revolve around me)

the sweetest sentiment

it's nearly christmas and, if i'm not busy being an emotional sponge then i'm wrapped up (!!!!!!) in trying to think about what to buy people regardless of impending bankruptcy. let's take a moment to think about all the niceties that are there during this festive period - sometimes we're too busy to see them. for example, one of my nursery mums only went and bought me a fucking christmas present didn't she? and it's a clarins men beauty kit. which isn't cheap. and has "mitchgcole" written all over. thankyou so much, sylvia. you BABE

all i want for christmas is you

leaning tower of presents 

sweet mother of pearl, this is the sheer amount of christmas joy that i've come home to tonight. i'm expecting deliveries like this every day up until christmas (potential exaggeration) and it's got me thinking about how much i love spending money on people i love. they put up with me for the best part of a year so why not shower them with love, gifts, appreciation, affection and the like? what have you got for your loved ones? i'm asking out of interest and also desperate hope that i can steal a lot of your ideas.

lights are blinding my eyes

i just need cheering up 

look, listen, i know you've seen this picture before and i'm sorry about that: i bet you love to see a new poorly edited picture of my ugly mug next to these words every day. but, truth be told, the ever developing headache i've been nursing for the best part of two weeks has managed to become a full blown migraine and so just about everything is painful. i still wanted to blog something though. frankly i'm not really fucking sure what it'll be yet but i can tell you one thing - it won't be good. 

there's a world outside your window

current state of mind

i'm writing to you today through the blurry eyes of a sad little homosexual, pained by insignificance, sleep deprivation and an eternal headache. i just burped and it literally resonated throughout my temples as furious echo. also, no matter the brightness of this fucking chromebook screen, any light seems to be making me feel worse. along with food, water, ticking clocks, music and any form of human interaction. but what's new there? it's only fitting to follow up an emo post with something pensive so let's do this. quickly.

gotta get down on friday

tip of the iceberg

it was black friday today and don't we fucking know it. those videos of people getting trampled and punched are really upsetting for a number of reasons - not just because it's people getting hurt but because it's such an ugly side of the human race. i'm already pretty certain we're all awful but days like today do nothing to invest more hope into us fucking cretins. i mean pulling a woman's hair to get her off of a TV with 15% off? go fuck yourself, you selfish, moronic, dishonourable mutant of a person. but, let's get back to business.

i've got a blank space baby and i'll write your name

just call me wednesday addams

i was going to wait until my view count hit 7500 before staging another giveaway/giveaday/letter sending fiasco but i've just scrolled back through my (surprisingly infuriating) statuses and realised that on 31st august, i said thank you for helping me hit 1000 views. that means, in less than three months, you beauties have clocked/clicked up over 6000 more views. for those who aren't good at maths (hello mum xo) that's about 2000 views a month. 500 views a week. more than 70 views a day. IS THIS A THING?

the unbreakable lotus in me

book is planned just not written

this gloomy wednesday marks the end of my time off work but, hands held high, i'm actually excited to go back tomorrow. three busy days is enough for me and i just want to give everyone in nursery a cuddle now. today i decided not to stress too much about replying to emails or writing my novel (seriously, so far behind now. this thing will never get written) and opted for an impromptu tattoo because what's better than having your skin scarred and then slapped by 1 year olds 24 hours later?

i need to be heard and i'm gunna find the right words

thanks charlie simpson xo

if sunday isn't a day for hungover pensiveness (not getting a red line under it thus am pretending it's a real word) then i don't know what is. i'm not hungover but i am 100% pensive which is okay and so, even more than usual, i am wholeheartedly appreciating the words that emotionally damaged (fe)male singer-songwriters use in their music. for me, the crux of a song is the lyrics and so today i'm just going to type out lots of words which i really enjoy and hope to encourage you to spread your musical wings/ears... what?

i heard you riding with the same tall tale

i designed this IT'S MY BOOK

i've not got much to say today because i've spent my every waking moment desperately trying to make up for lost time by writing thousands of words for my novel. yes i know it sounds might dickish but i feel like i have other words inside of me that aren't useful for this blog. i wrote about nanowrimo a few weeks back and i'm so determined to get something finished come the end of this month, even if it's technically awful. editing comes later. their twitter account even told me "write more shit! clean it up later" and that's what i plan to do. oh, also there's something else.

but i like the way i feel inside

THROWBACK TUESDAY?

talk about a terrible tuesday CHRIST ALIVE i feel like i'm just about ready to tear (what's left of) my hair out. it's been 0% fun and 100% stressful but maybe that's helping to make these nerds taste even sweeter than they already are. i'm just keen to lie down (on a sunbed), have a glass of wine (even though i'm not drinking), watch something light (even though messy horror films are my forte) and have a tiny little, winter warming cuddle (boyfriend applications graciously accepted)

sorry you're not a winner

WHO'S INSIDE (spoiler: everyone)

and so here it is again! giveaway day GIVE-A-DAY i always use that one but it never sticks. "stop trying to make give-a-day happen". back on track, this is where i take some time out to say thank you so much for continuing to support this blog. i hit 5000 views the other day and 6000 is already creeping up which, in three months, is unbelievable. i love each and every one of you who has clicked a link, "liked" something, shared a post or, better yet, commented on anything. this is for you.

everyone scream in our town of halloween

that cape did me well

okay it's not halloween but i'm revealing the winners of the giveaway tomorrow so we're having a pre-halloween party (pralloween?) right now because i just won't have time otherwise. using the term "party" very loosely because really it's just a string of a bad decisions i've made in relation to dressing up for work tomorrow. bear in mind i will be around plenty of 0-4 year olds who, last year, did not react well to my all too real portrayal of count dracula. white face and cape in tow. sorry little ones.

i've given up just looking into windows

an indication it'll be a poor post 

it's happened again. i've made my lime squash that smidgen too strong and it's giving me a right bastard of a headache. i'm also hoping that by writing about the immediate things that are happening, it'll instil some kind of inspiration to write a wonderful blog post but after opening up to you guys far too much over the past few days, i'm running on empty: emotionally, physically and economically. maybe another post of lists because that was easy to do and well received last time, right? RIGHT. screw you guys, i'm going home.

at worst i feel bad for a while but then i just smile

that's more like it

after all of my emotional distress recently, i think it's time we took things back to basics here on the blog. we've spoken lots about being sad and accepting that it's okay to feel like that. we've also looked at the little things you can do to be that little more positive. but we've not really looked at the really fucking silly things which can purely and simply re-instil a smile back on your face. and so tonight i think it's important to take a step back and just have a laugh because, after all (don't we know it) you're dead a long time.