4). go somewhere in the boot of a car

B, N, D and I went to pick up the pizza last night. And I came back in the boot. YES. It was quite fun. Except B's car is kind of small so the boot was kind of miniscule. Which I guess is good because I wasn't moving around. We've been joking about this every time B and I are in the car together. I never thought it would actually happen. I've been negatively influencing too many people lately. Woops.

I'm glad it was a short trip though. As amazing fun as it was, I'd already had a drink and not being able to see where I was going meant slight motion sickness. Which disappeared as soon as I got out of the boot. But still, any longer in that tiny boot I would have cramped up and there would be vom. Ick. Although, if the car wasn't moving I could nap in there no problem. Liking coffin-like enclosed spaces probably doesn't say much for my mental health, does it?

MuchLove.

NEW SHINY STUFF!

CHECK IT: it's my new phone. It's so ridiculously amazing. So much love. This one in the pic shines funny. Mine is black. With shiny edges. But not orange shiny. Thats just odd.

The amazement doesn't stop! I'm typing this... on my new Macbook. YEAH. Best use of scholarship money EVER. I named him Jasper. I do appreciate his wireless capabilities. I can now blog from bed. This makes me happy.

So... now the mad excitement of crossing off 97). and 99). has passed, I should give a progress report. Because I'm so ridiculously lazy I haven't written anything in a rather long time.

On friday, there was a party. Which we somehow turned up early to. Lame, I know. I'm still not sure how it happened. Anyway, while waiting for people to turn up so we could actually get inside, I got in the boot of T's car. No one drove me though. And I've been in his boot before but this was the first time with it shut. Twas amusing. But no crossing off 4). yet.

I have been taking a rubix cube with me to uni, so on the train I have something to do that happens to be list related ( 37). ). It's good fun. Having 7ish people watch me is not so fun though. I'm not good enough for them to be watching. Yet. On the way home today I completed all of it, except for swapping the top in between bits that probably have a name but I can't remember it. I was pretty psyched, especially because it was a packed train; I was standing up, doing a rubix cube. How ridiculously unconventional am I?

So for 53). I have the let's-not-make-an-effort-and-see-what-happens approach. Which is surprisingly working. Craziness, I know. But I've lost 4 kg this year. WTF?? Sure, I had the not hungry thing, but I don't eat anything but crap. Processed tastes better.

Armor For Sleep are my all time favourite band. It's the one I fall back on once I'm sick of whatever it was that was amazing for a week. And I've been playing them non-stop lately because I'm sick of all my music. Lies. I am in need of good new music. That's what it is. But I have rediscovered Stars In Your Eyes. FRIKIN UHMAZING. Makes 66). super easy. I have to rename them though. I have 12 songs under one spelling of the band and 24 under the other on my ipod. Stoopid iTunes.

I know I've already drastically changed my hair once this year, and technically, with three for 73). I should save them for once a year, but I have this really strong urge to shave off a stripe above my left ear, cut the rest short and layered-like, and then dye it all dark purple. Which I don't think I could actually pull off. But that is what I am keen for at the moment.

I do believe that is all I can update at the moment. I promise not to leave it that long again. V. inconsiderate of me. Especially considering how I curse at those I follow when they themselves don't update.

MuchLove

I don't want to live in hornsby.

Today I went on an adventure out west. I explored the 'bad' suburbs. On my own, no less. I was hit on by two strange men. Almost ran over. Death stared by some punk rocker chick on the train. Got slightly lost at Epping of all places. Realised that no matter where I go, if it's dark and I'm alone, the place is a bit scary. Including my own neighbourhood which I know well. But yes. I established that Regent's Park is pretty. I like it. I didn't see much of it because it was getting dark and people and argh but yes. I like it. And it's not as far out as T thinks. YEAH.


I'm quite in the mood to do something stupid. Like, 4). , 21). or 55).. But it's currently 1.27 in the morning so I don't think T will want to drive around with me in the boot of his car. Plus, he's been driving all day. I don't have a cliff to jump off so that's out too. And I don't have the money/ know a tattoo artist so I can't do that either. grr face. L and I were discussing putting holes in my back like this chick, but then he started talking about paper bendy arms and legs. I don't think he realised I was serious. But then, no one is quite serious when you're up past midnight. Anyway, if you can't see it, it's feathers attached to needles which have been stabbed into her back. I don't think I'd ever hear the end of it if I did do it so yeah, don't panik. Most likely won't happen. Unfortunately.


On a happy note, I borrowed some of the books from A so I can start reading the ones Rach recommended. YAY. I'm reading Fangland atm. Damn vampire obsession...


MuchLove.