Since Friday night I have felt a bit off. Off as in I might be sick, I might want to sleep for the rest of the day, I might want some chocolate, I don't want to talk, I have tummy ache, I have been sick, I will sit quiet, repeat. I have a rogue stomach bug and bugs and I don't do well together. I shuffled out to the post office today and had to hold on to the shelves of beans- (It is a mini supermarket as well as a post office) I felt so odd in the queue. Speaking of which you can buy my Shoes in Queues zine on Etsy for 50 whole pence which is nice. I didn't feel well enough to take any queue pictures today but one lady had on a lovely pair of red Reebok Pump trainers which I didn't even know existed any more. I will just have to remember them forever. Blame the bug for you never being able to see them.
Here are some things I posted last week and today and some things I have received.
Outgoing to Megan to say thank you for my Quarterback crisps.
My Sad Ghost Club Indiegogo presents arrived.
I became a Manchester Modernist.
Incoming from Jamie.
Outgoing to Jamie.
Outgoing to Heather and Cindy.
Outgoing to Kat.
and the surface of an envelope to Carrie. It is like a space suit.
I shall now go and wrap myself up in a ball of duvets and eat a small sandwich and drink Ribena very quietly.