I had two days off this week because I lost my voice, I seem to lose it every month or so but when you work on phones it's your money maker so I just have to sit at home wondering what to do that doesn't involve talking.

Most of the time is spent planning my wedding to Alex, my dress, the cake, the band, now I'm not really the marrying type (as I have never been married so I would assume that I'm not ) but for him I'll make an exception.

Also when I'm bored I'm also usually trolling Etsy or looking at food porn


I sometimes like to pretend I'm a mature responsible adult and spend my free days de-cluttering the home, and making pastries and cakes for the household, or buying seasonal fruit and making bulk lots of jam. I usually start and then witing ten miniutes am distracted but t.v, internet or sleep.

Now I'm imagining what I'm going to have for lunch, I feel like eating persian fetta straight out of the jar but I won't (I don't have enough)

I'm getting married! and I want you to meet him

Isn’t he dreamy? He’s a food writer oh and he’s the lead singer of his own band… how bohemian!

Anyway I decided in January when I saw him live that I was going to marry him and after four and a bit months of restless nights I think I’m going to make it happen.

OK maybe not but if anyone knows anyone from Franz Ferdinand y’know drop them a message to pass onto Alex that Kimberly is ready and waiting.

At work daydreaming, Channel V is constantly looping Franz Ferdinand today (they play it at work constantly in the background) and it has triggered many Alex Kapranos fantasies.