I Can Count On You Like 4-3-2

[Count On Me – Bruno Mars]

I think I can hit 15 posts a month this month! WOW! It shouldn’t have been so hard but oh boy…

Yesterday I caught up with Cathy and what I’ve come to associate as “Cathy’s Group” for a joint birthday picnic. I went into the city early because my parents offered to drop me off at the station. I took the opportunity to stroll from Flinders to Melb Central – though, with the number of people in the city yesterday, it was a slow walk – and bumped into Mo- and Bon along the way. There was a moment of slight stalkerism when I did a double take to get Mo-‘s attention, but because they responded to my call, I think I was redeemed.

Spent quite a lot of time trying to buy a present. I think, from now on, if I decide to buy feminine jewelery, I’m going to try to dress more appropriately for the store, because I walked into Diva and it felt like I had neon arrows pointing at me with the label “DOES NOT BELONG HERE”.

I did manage to find presents for both Cathy and Anna – a rather cute bracelet for Anna, and a rape whistle for Cathy (it looked really cool and had real leather for the strap and I felt like it could see Cathy through her Europe Trip) – and then walked around Borders trying to find one more overdue birthday gift, only to realize I had no more money on me for such purposes, so I started wandering back to the clock where everyone was meant to meet.

Almost had to use the rape whistle when Pearl tried to hug me from behind to surprise me. Her and Sheina had gotten to the city early, and they’d just arrived at the clock as well. There was a Diet Coke retail therapy sort of area near the clock, with couches, so the three of us did some “free advertising” for them by sitting there and drinking their free hand-outs and looking like we were having a good time. It turned out to be a blessed rest, because Cathy and Carey took over half an hour to finally arrive.

After they’ve arrived, followed shortly by Jalex, it was nearly 4 pm. Cathy mentioned that she wanted to go to the Fitzroy Gardens, and that she “had a general idea” where it was. Unfortunately, her general idea included walking around the entire Parliament house instead of cutting through Parliament Square. It wasn’t that hot yesterday, but the walk was long enough for complaints to be warranted.

So we finally found the park, and a lovely shaded spot to have our picnic (which wouldn’t have been complete without an exploding bottle of coke). Halfway through, Jack mentioned that he needed the bathroom, and completely missed the fact that when we pointed vaguely into the park saying “there, there, there”, we were actually pointing at various trees he could go behind. After a few minutes of him looking aimlessly past the trees, he wandered off in the opposite direction to find an actual toilet building.

Perhaps 5 or 10 minutes later, he came wandering back, and the first words that escaped from his mouth were, “Okay, don’t go to the boys’ bathroom. There was a beat going on in there.”

His twin, Alex, responded immediately, “Oh my god, really? What happened?”

It turned out that there is actually a word for when males solicit sex in the toilets: BEAT, and poor Jack had walked in on one such male waiting for a client. His harrowing experience thus led to a full explanation of glory-holes – I learned something yesterday, and I’m not sure if I wanted to learn it. (Especially certain things about MHS.)

With the time nearing 6pm, and the winds picking up strong enough for us to be cold, we packed up our little picnic and decided to head back for Melb Central to meet up with Angie. On the way back to Parliament station, we passed the Hyatt (which was convenient because I actually was worrying about finding it on Friday but now I know where it is), and Alex said he wanted to use the bathroom (and none of us wanted to use the park bathroom after what we were told). We were worried that we couldn’t just waltz into the freaking Hyatt and use the bathroom, but Alex did anyway, and he came out full of praises about how extravagant the place was. At his words, the girls (Cathy, Sheina, Pearl and I) and Jack decided that we’d go as well – if anything just to see what it’s like inside. (Needless to say, it was obviously very glamorous and high-class, but that’s not my story yet.)

When we were done and about to leave the bathroom, Sheina mentioned that we should do the obligatory bathroom shot, especially since we were in a bathroom in the Hyatt, where there were vases. I was holding the door open, saying that we should just leave, when Jack showed up and saw that we were trying to take photos. I don’t know what he was thinking, or if he was thinking at all, but he stepped into the girls’ bathroom, grabbed the camera, and while just on the threshold of the bathroom, started taking photos of the other girls while I hid behind a door, disbelieving.

In that exact moment, a complete stranger walked into the bathroom, and I could only imagine what she was thinking as she saw Jack standing there with a camera, pointing into the bathroom. Cathy and I hauled ass as fast as we could – I just really didn’t want to get blacklisted before Friday – and managed to hold our laughs in until outside the hotel.

When we made it back to Melb Central, the Diet Coke retail therapy had been cordoned off, but because all the seats around the clock were taken, they decided to sit in there anyway. We caught up with Jackie O (oh I like writing it like that), who I haven’t seen since the first time I met her, and waited there for Angie to show up. When she finally did, she did so in the most fashionable way (late, and incredibly well dressed in her Forever New outfit because she worked there and had to leave her job at Myer and ergh what a successful girl) with Richard (i.e. Exclamation Mark guy from Pearl’s Flare performance). I was surprised to hear that they all knew and wanted to go to Giraffe cafe, and after having Jalex yell at her about how adorable the place is, Angie and Cathy thought they would check it out.

Since the last time I was at Giraffe wasn’t exactly the happiest of times, I was determined to have some fun this time around. It turned out to be pretty damn easy to do it – we started off with a game of Jenga, and my GOD that game is intense! Everyone starts breathing in sync and I’m pretty sure I was telepathically linked to my fellow game-mates Jackie and Pearl for a while there. In the end, it was Jackie’s gusto that led to her demise, as the tower came crashing down on her otherwise fluid extractions.

After Jackie left, the drinks and foods started arriving. When they’ve been adequately consumed (but not wholly), one of the waitresses brought out the birthday brownies for Cathy. Poor girl didn’t light the candles up when she brought it in, instigating some sighs from Alex. And when she tried to light it at the table, her lighter failed on her.

Another round of Jenga ensued, but this time we noticed that a table behind us were creating architecturally radical designs, and that prompted Carey to do the same. Things became ridiculous when pieces were stacked vertically on top, or on a slant. When the tower fell, a piece fell into Cathy’s ice cream. This prompted Jack to say, “Are you still going to eat that now that woody’s been in it?”

The day was finished off with a more than jovial ticket barrier lady at Melb Central. Cathy’s ticket got eaten by the machine, and so the lady stood there and had a chat with us about what we could possibly do to get the ticket back out. When the ticket finally came out, the lady took a look at it and tsked, “well, here’s your problem it’s expired.” Off Cathy’s startled shriek, she broke into a grin, “Just kidding! Have a happy new year!”

I think all staff should be like that. Enjoying their job and not putting other people down.

WELL, over 1500 words! It was a long, eventful and HILARIOUS day! There were many stories I didn’t put down for the sake of Sheina’s privacy (oops?), but maybe that sentence will at least jog my own memory.

Happy New Year, everyone, I won’t be writing in here until after we hit 2011. (I will queue up a post for midnight, though!) Have a safe few days, and may 2011 be better than 2010 if you had a shit 2010, or be better than 2010 even if you had a good 2010.

Alex.

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Gary Oak Was The Nice Guy All Along!

I saw this post on Tumblr today that made me re-think a large part of my childhood.

(If you’re not a Pokemon fan, chances are you’re not gonna get this post…I mean you’re gonna get it, you just won’t find this amusing)

Gary Oak Was The Nice Guy All Along!

Warning: the article may cause some readers to be upset, as it contains the death of a Pokemon. This basically outlines the scenario of the first series (Kanto region) but emphasizes a detail that, in our haste to Catch ‘Em All, we missed. It made me feel horrible!

In similar news, I decided to start FireRed again, on my laptop, with the VBA emulator. I remember that I’d gotten as far as Lavender Town the previous time that I’d played FireRed emulated, but I’d lost the files. I started at lunch time today, and, at nearly 5pm, I am close to finishing Brock off. I feel pretty good about that, but then again I’d more or less memorized what I need to know and do up to this point.

…Oh and I have a walkthrough [hides from disapproving readers].

I also should PROBABLY get back to the Pokemon Diamond I’m halfway through on my NDS. But I’ve left it for so long (the last time I played it was before my 17th birthday and I’m turning 19 in 3 months) I’d forgotten what I was trying to achieve.

Anyway, apart from that, everything’s pretty peachy. Uni is back tomorrow (let’s hear you say “FUCK NO”) but to my delight, weather is starting to cool down.

Oh! OH! I just realized I’d never written about shopping on Friday!

On Friday Jen and I went shopping together. She was up for a binge trip anyway, so indeed in the first 20 minutes, she’d bought a bow hair clip and a batwing Dangerfield jacket. We went to Harbour Town, and I got a pair of Adidas sneakers (or, as Katherine calls them, “kicks”). Went into Forever New (a shop that Meghan talks about all the time) and Jen got another bow headband (we looked at a bunch of weird ass ones first, though. One looked like a bird flew into your head, and died there).

Went back to Melb Central, and went to Myers with Josh to look at more clothes. FOUND NOTHING! Shattered.

Came home exhausted, and had Katherine tell me that at Valleygirl there was a sale. Oh and I didn’t find Factorie…because it was upstairs at Harbor Town.

Okay! Sorry, Jen, for not writing about my awesome day out with you!

Well, now I shall go upload my 365 for today.

Alex.

Hello Again

Yesterday was a day for reunion.

In the morning, I took the train up with April to the city so we could all meet up. Waiting at Flinders St station, I bumped into 2 people who I knew from my previous high school Brentwood. When the 2nd friend came along – Rach – I was rather pleased to hear Julia say, “How many people do you know?!”

Tiffany came along last, and when she arrived, we set off for Southside, in South Melbourne (it’s en route to Dani’s apartment via the Number 1 tram). We settled, and started ordering drinks and foods. April’s dish came first, and it was insanely large sized. We didn’t think she could finish it! (This isn’t one of those “but to our surprise she did” stories. She didn’t finish it.) Vania got her gnocchi, and seeing the large serving, we decided there was no way Vania – or any of us bar Jen – could finish it either.

We ate, and talked. There was a small discussion of Tom Felton started by Julia (the discussion was originally started by Jen about Rupert Grint). Pictures were taken, and then Bel gave Tiffany a “bear hug” with velcro bear-paw gloves! They were fantastic gloves.

Julia waited ages for her steak to arrive – long enough that everyone did their round of “maybe they’re still killing the cow in the back” jokes. As Julia worked her way through a steak larger than her face, April and Vania gave up on their dishes. The owner of the restaurant warned them that if they didn’t finish their food, they’re not allowed out.

Jen started eating other people’s food. It was to be expected, no?

After paying for lunch, we took the tram back to the CBD. Most of the girls got off at Flinders Station, and then SonJ and Jen got off at Colins St to go grocery (Coco Pops) shopping. Annie, April and I went all the way to Melb Central to meet up with Dani and Andrew who were already there.

April stayed under the clock waiting for Si, and Annie went to Borders to find Josh and Anna who were supposed to meet us as well.

I went downstairs and found Dani, and it was a lovely familiar feeling seeing her face again. We went back up and waited for Josh and Anna under the clock. It took them a while but eventually they arrived. After that, we went to Room 8 on Bourke St to play pool – my first time there. Watched Andrew be all hardcore with a pool glove. He won every match yesterday, with the closest game being between him and Si, both being on the final 8 ball. I played around on Dani’s iPhone. We played (they played) for 2 hours, and then we went to…where else…Red Silks for dinner.

During dinner, (Dani left halfway to meet her mom) Andrew was having a bitchfest to us about a member of Dani’s family. It involved a lot of swearing. Anna’s ears were ASSAULTED by the amount that Andrew was swearing.

After dinner, walking out, everyone voiced that they weren’t SO interested in going to see Nina Conti in the comedy festival. April was also sick! She didn’t tell me. So in the end, it was decided that Josh and Anna will go see a movie together, and April, Simon, Andrew and I took the train home after a detour to Laguna the Asian grocery.

Got home, watched a spot of TV, and then slept. I felt inexplicably drained after the day.

Oh, right, I have decided I may not adopt the calendar style for the 365, and simply just take 1 picture each day and post it. I do have a link for the site. I might link that picture back to a post here, each day, in the case I write one. Of course, I wouldn’t have to put too much effort into it because it’s just a webcam thing, but I figure Project 365 shouldn’t be taking over my life, but be a part of it. So. There you go. You’ll start seeing my work up soon!

Alex.

The Name’s Face, Whore-Face

I suppose I could’ve used “The Name’s Whore, Man-Whore” but then it isn’t AS funny.

Julia caught up with us today! It was the best. Anna, Annie and I were eating at Melb Central (I was a fattie and had an All Stars Box). But before Julia came, we spent about 30 minutes sitting there watching a bunch of guys put fake 50 dollar bills on the floor, and watching everyone’s reaction walking past it.

There was a young teenage girl who’d walked past it, picked it up, saw it was fake and said out loud, “Oh damn I thought it was a 50 dollar bill!”

We came across Stoner as well. Stoner now looks like a full fledged girl, damn her!

After talking to Julia for a while, Anna needed to go back to class. So we dragged Julia along to Melb Uni (her being a Monash kid now). We met up with Josh, and promptly introduced Annie and Julia to him as a couple (don’t think he bought it, so it’s safe to say it here).

We sat around for a bit chilling (Suse joined us), while Anna decided to go to class half an hour early. I was making fun of Josh, and I suppose I might have taken his threat of “if you keep going I’ll pick you up and throw you into that bin” too lightly, because he did end up picking me up and running across the courtyard to throw me in a bin. (He didn’t actually throw me in, thank God.)

We then left, because Josh needed to meet up with Me-. So we went back to State Library, and upon meeting Me- the first thing she said to me after I introduced myself was, “Have I met you before?”

Thus started my trying to remember where I’d seen her familiar face. I’m still going, mind you.

Went to the station with Julia (Annie’d gone back to MU to find Anna for their wild night of partying), and saw Mai and E. Told Julia about the hilarious result of if Mai married E. Julia laughed.

Said bye to Julia, and took the train home with a whole bunch of red-jumpered MacRobbians.

Saw Amy on the bus (today is a day for seeing people. Except sadly on the train I didn’t see neither Fa, Catherine, Julia L nor Eunice Y).

And so later tonight I’m going to one of Zhen’s youth things – he promised there won’t be anything religious tonight so I won’t feel awkward.

I will now go check my Tumblr, and, if I have time, update again for a sort of musing/joke that happened yesterday.

Alex.

Can You Hear The Sound Of Hysteria?

[American Idiot – Greenday]

Alright! I’m writing this on time. Today, I went to the Jap festival thing that Jenny dragged me to. Yes, I will say dragged.

Now, beforehand she told me that she might be ditching me for a bit because she has a birthday dinner with some friends. So I didn’t want to be alone, so I texted Josh to come meet up. He was home, but he said okay and came out anyway.

There seemed to be problems in his interpretation of my perfectly worded text, he arrived at Southern Cross at 3, when I said PAST 4! So I made him wait at Southern Cross for a good hour, before telling him we’re going to be at Flinders Street.

Took the train up with Wilson, Kevvy and Jenny. Met Josh at Flinders (that boy complained) and then waited til Andrew (from now on, if I refer to Andrew, it’s Andrew from Brentwood. If I say Hamwu, that’s Dani’s Andrew) arrived. Then took the tram down to Waterfront City. (As we went past Southern Cross station, Josh gave me a greasy look.)

Okay, so I think I will take the blame here, and I got off about 2 stops early. We followed 2 people who were in costumes, who we assumed were Cosplayers, about halfway down the docks, until we thought, no. No that’s not right.

We looked across the body of water, and saw the festival in the distant bank. EVERYONE RAGED AT ME! (Sort of. Ok I raged at myself.) Turned out the “Cosplayers” were actually just in cossies for a costume party. We knew this because 2 minutes later a guy in a full body purple superhero costume walked past.

Finally made it to the festival (see, if I had seen April’s old place a bit earlier, I’d’ve had some point of reference. But as things were, the building was behind me, and I got my directions mixed up). We walked in, found Lois, realized the line for food stretched way into the water (jokes, but not really), and literally sort of turned a few times, watched women wrestling on screen, and then walked out and went to Harbor Town Shopping Center and bought KFC.

Got the Ninja Assassin, Year One and American Virgin DVDs off Lois! Very excited to watch. After KFC, we went to Melbourne Central (I was pretty sure Josh wanted to kill me because I took him back to where he was before), and then to Chinatown. There, Jenny ditched the rest of us (Andrew, Kevvy, Wilson, Josh and myself) for dinner with her group. So yes. We went to play pool at Strike. Josh gave Kevvy the nickname of Cloud, because he looked like him (Final Fantasy). Kevvy pulled off a few insane ninja shots, like jump shots, crazy blind pottings, etc, it was awesome.

Andrew potted the black, thus losing his game.

Finally, Jenny said she’s nearly done. We trekked back to Chinatown, IN THE DRIZZLE NO DOUBT, and picked her up from the restaurant. She said she wasn’t feeling well.

After that, we walked back to QV (Because it would be nearer to Josh’s bus stop, and like hell I’d make his highness walk anymore than he should). Andrew got more KFC (but mind, it has been about 3 hours since we ate prior), and then Jenny and Lois disappeared.

To cut a long story short, Jenny was sick again.

Said bye to Josh, and took Jenny back very gingerly. I may have teased you a lot on the train, dear, but I really was very worried.

At least the staff at KFC were helpful. I said my friend was sick, and we needed bags, and they gave us about 5.

Uni starts in 2 days. I am officially getting those twists in my stomach.

Alex.

P.S. Thanks Josh for shouting me that creamy cookie puff thing at QV. I recommend them, but actually I think they’re better cold.

Your face is the structure of In the Lake of the Woods!

Today in English we taught Miss A- the technicalities behind “your face” insults.

She didn’t get it, at first. So I had to demonstrate:

A: I think it’s just weird.

Me: Your face is weird!

A: But it’s not very witty.

Me: Your face isn’t very witty!

And so on.

So when she left the classroom, “Starsky” had the genius idea to change the essay topic we were analysing which was something like “The structure of ITLOW asserts the narrator’s belief that there is no one truth” to “YOUR FACE IS THE STRUCTURE OF ITLOW! Discuss.”

I went home with Fel today, but not before going to Melb Central so I can get some earrings. Dom and Er- (I don’t know how to spell his name so I’m just guessing) came along and sort of hung out with us. I felt bad because I made Dom go all the way from State just so he could watch me pick out earrings, follow me to the bathroom (but not INTO the bathroom) where I washed off the hearts on my hand (it was a Social Service stunt which actually was sort of fun) and then followed us back up to Maccas. Oh and Fel and I tried out the demo of the NDSi camera and took various shots of our faces distorted or morphed together and colored weirdly. It was freaking awesome!

On the train ride home Fel and I argued the whole way. I told Fel she should be ashamed that she’s not taking Awkward Boy to the Formal. Fel argued that she shouldn’t feel guilty or ashamed. It went on for an entire train ride, and there was a white middle-aged guy sitting near us who was smiling and laughing the whole time.

I’ve got my Methods SAC starting tomorrow, and an English SAC next week that I haven’t started preparing properly for. I made a new friend in Legal today/yesterday, a Yr 11. Quite nice. Very sick (not in the…er…fully sick sort of way, but she actually had a nasty cold).

The Social Service stunt that I mentioned earlier was basically to get everyone to compliment someone and draw a heart on their face/hand. Jen went up to Sonam with “you have glasses”. Tiff got two “you’re really lame”. And I got one for “you have small hands”.

Alex.

Hey sister, do you remember when?

Alright this might potentially end up pretty long.

Yesterday I went out to the city again. Unless I’m mistaken, I haven’t been to the city since probably last assembly, back in mid December.

Mom took the day off yesterday so I didn’t have to worry about busses and all that. She dropped me off at Glen station, and when she drove away I thought I’d left my mobile at home. So I was nervously waiting for D.P. to show up, and then I asked her if I could use her phone to call Mom at home. But since it takes about 10 mins to drive home, we went to the Glen and walked around, and when it was around the right time I called Mom. I asked her to search my room for my phone. She was really pissed off because it was messy and she couldn’t find the phone. Later, I found it in my bag.

D.P. and I took the train and we caught up on the way, because we hadn’t seen each other in a while. I thought you looked rather pretty yesterday! But you wouldn’t accept it. Sheesh.

We got off at Melb Central, because D.P. wanted to check if someone was working there that day. She wasn’t, but we, or rather D.P. saw a couple of Asians she knows. After that we decided to take the No 1 to Dani’s place, but just missed one, so walked down to Collins and took the 112. Arrived at her place in time to watch Andrew get beaten by “crazy dancing chick” on Tekken. We took turns playing Tekken for a while (I hate games where I don’t know the keys and have to button mash. ‘Cos D.P. owns in button mashing).

Carmaine came later on, and we took a walk around South Melb. Or, specifically, around the vicinity of Clarendon. It was windy but it was definitely fun.

After a while, we came back into the apartment. Unfortunately D.P. had to leave, which made me feel guilty for dragging her out and then hanging out with Carmaine most of the time. We played with Lysh for a while, and we watched Dani feed Slash and Kane, the two Mexican-Something-Fishes. At around six we decided to go eat dinner, and said goodbye to the two lovebirds, and Marco, and went out to Clarendon to look for something to eat. Carmaine “didn’t want anything in particular” and took that to almost literal meaning when I suggested something and she’d say no. She said she felt like pasta. We went to 2 places with Pasta. She said no. Fair enough I said no too, to one. But still.

Decided that we’d eat at DeGraves, and took the tram down into the CBD. I needed to pee (sorry, tactless, I know) so we stopped by Australia on Collins because that was the nearest toilet I remember. As we were taking the escalator down into the foodcourt, where the toilet is, we noticed Il Divo had a $10 menu. So we decided to eat there to see what it was like. That and, we’re cheap. So we ordered the food and drinks, and sat down to a really awesome meal, talking about things that we normally didn’t talk about. I learned something about her, or actually I had some things confirmed that I thought about her, and well I don’t know, Carmaine, did you learn anything about me? What I did learn was how awesome you are, and how lucky I am. I really liked that dinner, despite the dry chicken and you ordering the same dish again, because, like you said, the “company was good”.

After dinner, we decided to walk off the food. Since, as previously mentioned, I have a pretty had sense of direction, all I remember is walking down Bourke St, and hitting GPO, and then I was pretty lost until we got back onto Lonsdale. But we took some pictures, found the alleyway with the commisionned graffiti (saw an awesome Grim Reaper one), and then stumbled across a DeGraves-like alley with cafes and stuff that we thought we’d take Bee to next time (there was a hot waiter, so we figured, Thursday nights, definitely). It was a bit annoying because as we walked past, the hot waiter thought we were potential customers. Carmaine was in front so she got the “hey how are you” nice smile and by the time I walked past they figured we were useless to them, so I got the “okay whatever, move along” face. Figures. Story of my life, eh?

Got back to Melbourne Central and noticed our next train was in 28 minutes because we’d just missed one. So we decided to walk around and sit down again, and as we were walking around, we saw Dom and 2 other guys at the breaking spot. So we went up and sat down and watched them breakdance (Dom has a cool digital watch that has big numbers, so even short sighted people can see it at a glance) and Carmaine took a video on her camera of Dom breaking. But this was before we decided our train was going to be here, and we went down to the station. Only to realize we missed that train again, by moments. So we waited another half hour with Dom and the others. At some point, security was called and AGAIN we got kicked out of that place. According to Dom, though, his breaking sessions usually only end when security comes. We weren’t late for the 2nd train, at 8:30, and on the train home Carmaine did Sudoku while I sat on the floor (it was a bit busy because it was only three carriages. Imagine our surprise when we, sitting where the first carriage usually is, watched as the train stopped short 20 meters away) and dozed. Then when the person next to Carmaine left, I sat next to her, and we both played Younglife by Anberlin on our separate iPod/MP3s, “over and over again”.

Hugged her goodbye, while agreeing that an emo chick was too skinny, and realized that this was the last time I’d see her until she got back from camp (it’s like the cruise all over again) but it was somewhat dulled by the awesome wait that is SALE! Wait, not a sale, I mean the place, Sale.

Because, and this will be my early explanation, from Monday to Tuesday (considering I don’t know when I return on Tuesday) I’m going with Pure Awesomeness, Julia, Jen, Vania…and myself…to Sale. I get to go to the country! Last year Sonam, Julia, April and I were going to do the same, but even further, going to Bairnsdale, but it was cancelled. This time it’s fo’ sho’. Unfortunately I have to be at Flinders by 7:56 in the morning. Kill. Me.

On Saturday I’m going to April’s birthday “thing”. I can’t believe it’s been a year since we last went out for her birthday, to Soda Rock, and watching Hunting and Gathering, and getting April a free milkshake because it was her birthday.

I came home last night at past 9, so I was a bit lazy and didn’t email Eunice and Bee to make them laugh. Otherwise I’ve been doing really well with my resolution. I think I’ll make them laugh extra hard today. I slept at 11 because I was up talking to CJ (another mention!) and that was rather stupid of me leaving early because I ended up not falling asleep for ages. I think I’ve caught the Vania-Syndrome. Who knows. I might start calling Robert Pattionson “RPattz” soon. Ha. Fat chance. He has aids.

God it was good to get out of the house.

“Old enough to know, but too young to care.” Right, Carmaine?

Defluffe, Out.