So I got up far too early on a Saturday, met battblush
for coffee at my fave place in the whole of Perth.
And then I fucked up the rest of my day. Fucked it up so well that I spread the fuckedupness far and fucking wide. And topped it up with my mobile ending up in the bath.
If you texted me after 7.30 - I'm really sorry but I didn't receive it. And to my dear friend who I was doing sitting by the phone time whilst you had a tough night, please email me and let me know all is well.
I'm miserable. ETA:
The phone doesn't owe me anything - I paid $80 for it like 3 years ago. I just don't want to lose all the numbers and dear-to-me messages on it.
I'm still not sure how or if I fucked up the first thing, I don't see how I could have ... but the other things I fucked up to spread the bad? - totally MINE and acted badly. GRRRR ....