Holey moley I am a lazy schmuck. Just in bed chilling watching The Mighty Boosh with my black pants still on my head. Caught a glimpse of me as I totted to the potty and boy do I look an ejjit. I personally like the look... jokes jokes, naaah not really but but really. I do like the feeling of wearing a “hat” though. You’re probably thinking why the hell is that berk wearing black pants on her head. Welllllll it’s a long story. I’m joking, it’s pretty short really - you see I need the pants because my room doesn’t have good blinds and well, Sara canny sleep good when it’s too light so thought the panties were a flippin good idea. Works like a dream, took a while to get use to it but you just need to make sure the pants aren’t too big or they just wriggle off you head. I’ve found the perfect pair.

Anyways right, I’ll let you into a lil secret, since being in Berlin all I wanna do is lie around in bed all day long. I’m just soooo not my usual flippin’ self, you know the constant fidgeting, singing away like Wacko Jacko in my head and writing those ever so essential “to do” lists. But I gota pull my socks up me thinks or else I’m just going to waste lifey away nurturing my laziness like it's a bonzai tree so I’m making my list to do for today right now.

It’s only doing stuff like unpacking all my shizz and making me feel homely in my flatty and then other stuff like clean out kitchen and stock up the fridge and crikey – buy bananas. Hell, who know’s what life’d be like with out my daily dose of beeeeeenane, crikey imagine that. Don’t wanna. Anyways – when I look at my list to do, all I wana do is roll over in bed and and grumble “nooooo lord why meeee why meee” and then I think "core blimey, I need a fairy who fancies helping me out" and then I find myself thinking “you are a berk” and then I just get up, bite the bullet, and crack on with my chores. Do ‘em quick and it’s not so painful, still painful, but the small pleasure of sitting on a sparkly non stinky potty is just one of many that comes to mind. I could list more but they get more and more ridiculous.

Oh yeah – random peepz keep saying hello to me on Skype...is this normal? I don’t think I know them so I just keep on declining. In my head I’m like who the hell would sit there on a nice day looking for people to bother on Skype??? Not me I tell you. I’ve got faaar more important stuff on the agenda aaah who are we kidding – you’ve seen my list to do. Still I’d rather snooze then search for buddies on skype, you never know what you’ll get do you. Might get a crazy cat or someone freaky. Yeah so I just keep on batting those DECLINES back like I’m on the tennis courts.

OK I’m going to cut my extremely satisfying procrastinating short, even if I could rant on all day long (being a woman – that’s pretty easy and all), and slip into some clothes and shimmy my ass slowly through the ol’ list and then probably take me out for a lil baklava lava – mmmmmm so yummy. I loooove the baklava. Kbye.

P.S. Woop de doo! Cheers bud for the comment I thought it was just me here blogging away like a story telling monkeyman and minding my own business but that's awesome. Well, it's already made today a happy day.