you are not your moustache

I had mad plans of making notes on all the books I'd read so I could blog about them but I forgot :| woops. I dyed bits of my hair blue again and got ditched 3 times, I feel this is sufficient excuse for forgetting. Plus, I remembered the name of the crazy stand-out book AND blogged about it so kudos to me. YES.

I'm back in Newtown. Not for long though. I go home soon, only to leave again, for Tamworth. Whole family driving the multiple hour trip on christmas day. I'm dreading the return trip more though, the dog will be coming back with us. And she's crazy.

I HAD OTHER THINGS TO SAY. Oh yeah. I can cross 63). off my list as I have officially saved 3000$. Then proceeded to spend it on my plane ticket. That's right, I'm officially going to London. I have a plane ticket and travel insurance. It is now going to happen. It was one of those crazy plans that I just assumed I'd be too lazy to follow through on, but there you go.

I never got around to blogging about my awesome day, couple of weekends back, but I realised it was mildly list related so now I'm making an effort: Mother Dearest and I went to a book sale thing which was ridiculous. There was so many people and books. It was excessively hot and I wore jeans and it was in a warehouse and I quite literally melted. But I got an enormous amount of books so it was ok. I spent 60$ and got many. I didn't count them and I can't demonstrate to you how big the stacks of books were but let's say more than what would fill one of those ugly enviro bags from woolies. LOTS, OK? And then Mother Dearest and I got coffee which was dandy and then home. I GOT CHANGED. So much melting. But no more. Then A picked me up and we went adventuring to the city to Paddy's markets ( which is where it becomes list related. But I need to read every post I've ever written to check it counts. FUCK ). I bought all too much but it's all lovely and therefore shutup :) And then back to hers and she introduced me to toddlers and tiaras ( or something ). Basically, small brats and idiotic parents chucking shit fits over plastic head jewellery. HILARIOUS. Go home and nap. Pretty good day, yes?

MuchLove.

book #11

When I was adventuring in Tamworth I did quite a bit of reading and therefore ran out of books to read before my multiple hour train trip home. I borrowed "Crawlers" by John Shirley to read on the way home. Just clearing the air, my Pop reads science fiction. And that's about it. I was tossing up between this and another about aliens in love with bacteria or something, so I went with this one.

I'm all for stepping outside the norm every once in a while, but theres stepping and then there's leaping off the cliff of normalcy. This book started with a guy peeing himself because his mutant colleague is about to kill him. Yes. I was reading this on a train, next to a snobby old lady, trying not to laugh out loud at the ridiculousness.

The sad thing is I've read a book similar to this before. Nanotechnology taking over doesn't really have far to stretch out originality wise. Although this one used organic matter ( ie people ) as part of their make up and evolution process which was new. The idea of my parents being taken over by robots and then posing as my parents is mildly terrifying. It was decently written though. I ripped through it, so that's a plus.

I'm thinking 2.5 stars. Mostly because I want people to read it despite it's ridiculous nature. It's more a "read this, it's hilarious!", rather than a "read this, it's brilliant!".

you must know...

So I havn't blogged as much as I intended what with having a house to myself and being able to do whatever the fuck I want because I've been having too much fun doing other stuff. I'm leaving for work in like uhmm 5 minutes ago... but I went out the other night and it was awesome and I say people should get phone numbers from cute guys for their friends and accidentally end up at lesbian night in clubs more often because it's fucking hilarious.

I love having the extreme lack of fear inhibiting my actions. It's great. You should all try doing and saying exactly what you want to more often. It's lovely.

MuchLove.

movie #12

Totes found my movie list. Scott Pilgrim vs the World. YEAH. I can’t remember if I blogged about this or not which is unfortunate as I have no way to check. Ah well. This was so long ago. Damnit. I saw it with H. Twas hilarious, but another one you can’t even attempt to take seriously. It was good though. I like Michael Cera. I REMEMBER WHY I PUT THIS OFF. It’s boring. I can’t expect you enjoy my ramblings about movies. Mostly because I hate writing anything specific because my uncle does this thing where he tells you so much about it you feel like you’ve already seen it. I should do this drunk. HAHA. Sorry.

The first evil ex was my favourite. HE SUNG. And could fly somehow. And dance while flying. DA FUCK? The vegan one was also pretty fucking hilarious. Oh and the girl was just a bit WHAT? I don’t even…?! Oh oh, favourite characters and I didn’t say the gay roommate. DAMN. So many lolz. I can’t remember their names. I should watch it again. I think my descriptions are quite easy to interpret though, to be honest.

I liked how they used the typography and stuff to have the whole movie look and feel like a video game. That was quite cool.

I’m giving up. 4 stars. Blah Blah Blah. I’ll go watch it again.

noooooooo

While I wait for my microwave meal to microwave I am going to start to write about how shit my yesterday was. Yes it's past midnight, don't judge me and my eating habits.

SO... yesterday. I woke up early. Denied the fact I was awake for two hours and then got up. I put washing on which I promptly forgot. I didn't get home until 11ish at night the next day which you can now see why this is a problem. I made myself an awesome lunch of sandwiches and rice and stuff and forgot that too. Then I walked to the station in the freaking 5billion degree heat and caught the train the fancy website said would get me there on time. It didn't. Work was 8 hours of crap and I found out that they just forgot to pay me. Not a bank error or a bunch of us were some how over looked. They just forgot to give me my pay. When I finally finished work there was a ridiculous amount of police cars and ambulances and confused looking people at Epping station. Turns out there was a trespasser on the tracks and therefore all trains were delayed. So I called Mother Dearest and she rescued stranded me. I felt pretty lame relying on my mother to save me but it was 1.5 hours and 3 buses back to Newtown and taxis are fucking expensive. Plus, she offered. And I later found out 'major delay' translated to 'no trains for a whole hour'. YUCK.

And now it's several days later, I'm going to a concert alone and I'm still in a bit of a shit mood. It's already 4 in the afternoon and I had such beautiful plans. AND CENTRELINK HATES ME. It's ok though. Centrelink is hated back by everyone, you can tell because spell check says it's not a word.

I'm going to blast some Linkin Park ( subject of said concert ) and try to get around to that blogging I promised. The whole staggered release thing never happened because I got bored. I'll post what I did write and you'll understand.

MuchLove.

nm...got it

This is kind of terrible. It’s my first chance to blog in eons and I’m not tech savvy enough to work the internet. I bought an internet stick and plugged it in and everything looked dandy and then had a selfish hissy fit and decided all other websites weren’t worthy and therefore wouldn’t work. So I’m writing this in word. This may not seem like such a huge issue but blogger intensely dislikes copying and pasting shit. Like, imagine that typical uhuh don’t go there, click-in-a-z-formation attitude. Then imagine trying to get that to do what you want. Yeah. It’s just not going to happen.

Hold up. The music stopped. Ok back. That was stupid… a) because it didn’t affect you in the slightest and b) I could have just had music from my laptop instead. Oops.

You know what?! BACKTRACK. I’m house sitting for my aunt in the coolest suburb in Sydney. YESH. It’s pretty neat. But I’m sleepy and the weather is stupid so I’m staying in for the mo and therefore trying to make internet work and whatnot. And this house is a bit odd and I need music or I shall talk to myself and it’s the kind of house that just might answer. Which would be worrying. So music. I’m rambling. Sorry. One other thing though, I’m so used to living at the end of a long driveway, next to a cliff and a creek that people and cars are freaking me out a bit. Darn society, impacting my mental stability.

Cool. They changed my shifts at work. I now work 8 hours, three days a week. It’s pretty swell. The 8 hours are death. The money will be lovely though :) When they decide to pay me. And when I figure out this internet thing and check to see if they decided to pay me. FARK.

WHAT ELSE?! I was most awful at keeping up to date last month. I kind of went catatonic in that I only did what was completely necessary and everything else was ignored. Except for last weekend which was flipping awesome and gets a blog of it’s own. That’s how damn awesome it was.

Ok, I’m going to write about a bunch of movies and then about dreams and then about that weekend adventure and then maybe something else I can think of. Wow. I might even stagger their ‘release’ as I totally have that option if this copying and pasting decides to work. Otherwise I’m going to have a bunch of blogs on Jasper with no way of sharing them with the world, which would shit me to no end.

MuchLove.

milestones

I just realised why I procrastinated that last post. IT WAS MY 100 POST. Thats an insane amount of words. And to think most of it is just me rambling about crap all. How cool is that?? Also, I've surpassed 700 days. I only have 600 and something days left. HOLY SHIT. I mean, oh dear. And also, 'oh dear', my 100th post was about nothing thrilling. I guess it was better than, hey look, 100, ummm, i'll be done now.

So YEAH. 101. I'll be done now. Nah, I have completed 19 list items so far. At least 10 of the things on my list can't be crossed off until I have finished the 1001 days. I think for just over a third of the time down I'm doing ok. Not great, but not exactly terribly either. I'm on break now until march so I have the MOST time to do whatever I want. List related or otherwise. And I'm housesitting for most of december which means more time for me to do whatever I darn well please ( read: sleep and eat. Possibly read a book ).

I will need help with a couple of my list items, whether moral support or the likes. Possibly a shove to get me to do the less desirable ones like vegetarian for a month. Volunteers are most welcome :D Ooh, if you know anyone getting married, LET ME COME. promise not to bitch too much about how they're ruining their lives and how hideous the bridesmaids dresses are.

MuchLove.

my plans are brilliant

I'm in Tamworth. The bustling 'city' ahem town, where my father grew up and my grandparents have decided to move back to. Whom I decided to visit. Coz I'm the most awesome grand-daughter. It's true, the other one is a bit of a brat. She can't help it though, she's only 4. Anyhoo, I'm sleeping in the king sized bed which was in my house for a while and it is freaking heaven.

Which is my lame segue into telling you about how I'm going to London. Haha. No, I really did want to tell you about the heavenly realm that is sleeping in this monstrosity of a bed. But I also wanted to tell you about how originally I was going to save 3000$ for 63). and then use that money to cross off 101). by buying a king sized bed. Because they are too school for cool. And then I read a blog about an exhibition in the British Museum on the book of the dead which for the uninformed is an ancient Egyptian religious artefact that contains spells and other rituals to do with how they dealt with death, burial and the after life. http://morbidanatomy.blogspot.com/2010/10/journey-through-afterlife-ancient.html read about it there. So, I was all "ZOMG, ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPORTUNITY, PUT YOUR SHOES ON, LETS GO!". Then I remembered the British Museum is in London, which requires more effort than shoes. After much debating and changing of plans and travel partners, I am going to London with my grandmother in February. COOL. Which also means I need to save more than 3000$. I already have 2000$ because I work and get paid much more than what you'd expect. So yeah, thats my badass plan of the moment.

When I get back to civilisation I promise to blog about my dreams, the movies I've been ignoring and the books I've been reading.

MuchLove.

The Marvellous Miss A

I have this lovely friend who has been mad helpful with crossing things off my list. I'm not sure if she is aware but thanks to her, in the last month alone, I can cross one off and reduce another to 2/5.

Firstly, she turned 19. I couldn't make it to her birthday gathering party thing because of work so I made her a ridiculous cake 2 days later, for 47). but mostly for the fact that she deserves fancy cake. T and I made cookie monster :) He started to melt though, the fucker. The top pic is the one we made, the one underneath is what he was meant to look like. I say A+ for effort.

I thought 58). Sell a piece of jewellery I have made would include making a huge amount and then having a stall at some market, most likely losing money in the process. But it was A's Mum's birthday and I made some earrings and A paid me altogether too much for them. So yes, crossing it off :) I'm still going with the stall thing though, I have 4 months off uni to sit and make stuff and plan. It'll be sweet.

So thanky my lovely friend, A.

MuchLove.

life's no fun without a good scare

haha, yeah, so frantic blogging time is actually code for get distracted, go to L's and watch movies to celebrate his birthday... woops. Twas fun though. I'm most appreciative of A's amazing driving skills.

And now I have photos of me with no pants, looking quite albino. Actually no, first I have a pic of Zatanna to prove that she does actually exist and that I looked EXACTLY like her, bar the blondness. That and the fact that my shirt completed its purpose of covering my tits.

Our lovely posse, A as Little Dead Riding Hood, Myself as Zatanna, D as the family butcher, Lack of Letter'd friend as a pirate, L as an emo, or Pablo Trinity something-about-a-dragon.

A and I in D's backyard.

D's mum is adorable. She ran around the whole night, dancing the thriller dance for everyone, calling us party poopers and not letting A and I leave until we danced with her. She made the most amazing food too, I had the most adorable ghost cupcake, I felt guilty eating it. I played guitar hero for the first time ever! I'm somewhat crap at it, but it's the most fun. And then we went to L's place and played GTA and I drove a train through the sky because I'm just awesome that way. Neat. And now I get to cross off 17). Go to a halloween party dressed up.

MuchLove.

neglected?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Yeah, aka last day of the month. That, combined with the fact that I just finished uni means frantic blogging time. I am the most cool.

But seriously, I don't have to go to uni for 2 weeks! and then after that, 3.5 months! muchos happy about that. The last two assignments that were due last week were terrible. I literally finished them on the train to uni. I'm not expecting super shiny marks there. My illustration assignment on the other hand was pretty bad ass so I want good marks for that. You can see it here: http://happy-froggie.deviantart.com/art/poster-for-illustration-183839389. The sizing isn't the greatest, but if you click on it, it gets a bit bigger and if I feel like uploading all 26 individual sketches in the near future they'll be up there too, so you can read it a bit better. The last assignment is creating a typography primer. It should be lovely. It's not a hard assignment and I can easily get the marks if I don't procrastinate too much. And just because I can, I'm going to note here that my teacher for this class said I had good taste in design. FUCK YES, I'M AWESOME.

In other news, I went to a halloween party last night at D's. His Mum is freaking hilarious. The night started without pants and ended with me flying a train through the sky. That pretty much sums up how epic it was. I was quite sleepy though, which is unfortunate. I will post more about this later when I have pics, which I need to acquire from others. If you're dying of anticipation and confusion as to why I had no pants on though, it's because I dressed up as Zatanna. Who no one has heard of, but she does actually exist and I looked exactly like her, so nerr.

WHAT ELSE? I can see my floor again. I cleaned. Well, I cleaned a bit, got bored, and decided to blog instead. What I really want to do is go downstairs, have some tea and one of these cookie things I bought myself, but I really don't want to share my cookie things, and I can't work out a way around this yet. So here I am, sharing my slight conundrum with you.

MuchLove.

about that...

HOLY CRAP. It's been weeks. Apologies. One mild mental breakdown and several list items later, I'm back! But not really. I'm procrastinating. It's the last week of uni for me so I have 3 massive assignments due, 2 of which I haven't really started. And I felt the need to tell you about them, rather than actually complete them. I do recognise this logic is severely flawed, but whatever. COOL.

I MISS EVERYONE. I turned into the biggest hermit, leaving the house only for uni and work. I've had some awesome coincidence catch ups but they were short lived and kind of made me miss them more.

I haven't blogged my dreams for last month because I don't have any to share. I don't think the reoccurring semi nightmare of being at work for more hours than necessary counts. But this month I've had some crazies. So something to look forward to there.

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SHARE!! But not share all of the info because I want it to be a surprise, so don't get pissed, BUT I have the most amazing halloween outfit ever. I'm so frikin pumped. Partly because I get to cross something off my list but mostly because it's the only time of year you can wear your underwear in public and not get arrested.

I'm going to go finish an assignment now.

MuchLove.

hop to

I finally took happy froggy to the bank. His guts of 20c were all up 108$. This is the first 108 of 3000 for 63). so that I can purchase a king bed instead for 101). But yes! I took Munchkin to the bank with me, we made a ridiculous amount of noise at the coin machine and then had an overly friendly chat with the bank lady ( she's always miles too happy. I don't understand ). This pic is from a while ago actually. So there were even more coins than in this pic. Last time I took them out to count T was here and happy froggy split his other seam. More glue will be necessary if I'm going to fill him again. As much as T is great with sticky tape, I think glue would be more satisfactory. Actually, speaking of refilling him, should I stick with 20c or should I change?? Your opinion would be most helpful. COOL. Happy October everyone :) I'm officially 19 now, by the way.

MuchLove.

day in the life of

I got rejected for the amazing apartment with the red wall and air-conditioning and balcony and hilarious laundry. By text message, no less. Such a bitch. I quite liked that place. I was full conscientious and what-not about it too. 13 years of getting it written on report cards and how does it help? IT DOESN'T. I got a freaking job, what more could they want? Seriously though, what do I have to do? I want to live in Kingswood. It shouldn't be this hard. On thursdays they have free dinner in the train station car park!! ( I finally figured out what the cult of plastic chairs was using as their front ).

What else?? I can now recite the alphabet backwards. Obviously, I can't demonstrate this skill over the net. But I promise this is actually a new skill of mine. I think I'm going to train up my right hand next. I bet your wondering where I got all this extra time to learn such crucial skills such as reciting the alphabet backwards, what with working and uni and sleeping!? Well you see, when you get paid handsomely for sitting on the phone for multiple hours, you don't have much to do with your hands. Or your brain. I started with pretty pictures, then moved onto the alphabet and realised I should use the time wisely and become ambidextrous. I believe it will work. Eventually.

I just finished watching season 5 of Supernatural. I felt super achieved, and then realised they've just started a new season. Which means I can't cross it off. Which makes me cranky. It ended well, too. It was all YEAH GOOD JOB!! and then no. They couldn't just let it be. So now I'm hooked on skins, finding myself speaking british because of it. It makes me feel like my childhood and teen years were muchos innocent. Which they were, unremarkably so, but I always thought that was typical. Skins makes me think not. Or that all brits are a ickle bit nuts. I haven't decided yet.

So I kind of, sort of just realised tomorrow is October, and I should therefore have a recipe for you. Since my life has been reduced to uni, work, sleep and train time I don't get to cook much. I made hamburgers for dinner earlier this month and scoffed at the idea of using hamburgers as a recipe because let's face it, it's a glorified sandwich. BUT FUCK IT.

RECIPE: [HAMBURGERS]

ingredients:

pack(?) of mince

2tbs Worcestershire sauce

1tbs tomato sauce

onion salt

pepper

egg

bread crumbs

baby spinach leaves

beetroot

cheese

damper rolls

your choice of condiments

method:

basically, chuck the meat in a bowl with the other ingredients down to bread crumbs. Mush it up, with your hands. When it's proper mixed, split it up and make it look like hamburger patties. Then cook them, until they're cooked. Obviously. If you want, you can toast your roll. Which you will, because it makes it better. Obviously, everyone likes their burgers differently, BUT if you want to make my idea of the perfect burger, you will have: bottom of roll, mayo, sweet chilli sauce, baby spinach leaves, cheese, meat, more cheese, beetroot, tomato sauce, top of roll. You may need a bigger mouth. COOL.

That was terrible. I'm so sorry.

MuchLove.

sup?

I am the proud owner of a very pretty printer/scanner/magik box. It's quite shiny. It has buttons and what not. It is the result of me going... I have almost everything I could possibly need for a flat!! EVERYTHING. Oh, wait, I don't have a printer. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I DON'T HAVE A PRINTER. I will most definitely need a printer. Let's buy a printer. Ok, done. This will probably happen more and more now that I have a job and apartments to look at. Although my big intention is to save and buy a giant bed. And then save some more and buy a car.

I'm looking at a really frikin awesome apartment this arvo. It's 2 bedroom and has a balcony and an internal laundry and air conditioning and floorboards. I'm quite excited. In fact, my entire family is excited. And I'm talking extended family. As in my grandparents and Papa are coming to look at the place with me. I'm not complaining, it means I don't have to catch the train. But it will be a little odd. Just a little.

So yes, my grandparents and uncle are currently sleeping downstairs in the spare room. Kind of dormitory style. It's the reason I'm writing this now, actually. Usually I'd have the house to myself and could just go about making myself look super duper responsible for this afternoon. But the bathroom is taken. So I'm trying to do something constructive with my time. And don't ask how my assignments are going. They're not. They're at a stand still for being so stupid. Yes, I'm blaming the assignments for their lack of being done. And on that note, I have an overdue library book. They will want my monies. Which I just spent on a shiny printer.

MuchLove.

movie #11

Only a tiny bit late... I saw The A Team with H a while back. And when I say a while back I kind of only remember it being kind of violent and ridiculous. I remember Bradley Cooper being awesome. Because he is quite awesome. Yes.

What else? They flew a tank. IN THE SKY. the fuck? Pretty much the whole movie was a "...the fuck??" moment. I want to say it was stupid but it was actually pretty funny. So basically I'm going with it's a ridiculous movie. Not a lot of it was plausible. I guess if you just give up trying to understand how and go with why it'll make sense. Sort of. Not really though.

2.5 stars. I really still can't decide if it was amazing or terrible. It really was just ridiculous. I'd probably have enjoyed it more if I understood the back story of it all. Apparently it was a heaps popular tv show or some shit. I have no idea. Maybe one day I'll be nifty enough to follow popular culture and understand what's going on in the world around me. Until then...

MuchLove.

distraction.

I'm procrastinating. I have a huge pile of clothes on my bed, so I'm forced to put them away before I go to bed. Which I really want to do but now can't because of all the clothes in my way. And instead of logically just putting them away, I'm avoiding it. Woot. There was actual reason for this...

I didn't get to go blog crazy with an excessive amount of movie tales. You may have noticed. Anyway, story is, I went to pick up munchkin from his friend's place; he gets in the car, and I see his finger covered in tissues and sticky tape. Turns out he was making pizza, was cutting salami, the knife slipped and then he wouldn't stop bleeding for 15 mins. They taped him up, he ate pizza, played video games and decided it wasn't a problem. It was still sort of bleeding 3hrs after he cut it, but in fear of freaking out Mother Dearest he didn't want to say anything. After convincing him otherwise, Mother Dearest played nurse, used her uncanny ability to guilt trip and then suddenly we're on the way to the hospital because it's still bleeding.

Hornsby hospital is kind of pretty. Papa was ridiculously embarrassing. He couldn't remember Munchkin's birthday, told the doctor how to do her job and said people don't cut themselves on purpose. This is all after my first 6 hr shift of working. Fun times. So, in the end, Munchkin got liquid skin scab stuff thing and steri strips. And probably another gnarly scar. Bitch.

And after all that I've lost my list of movies. There were only 5, I can just remember them hopefully, then write about them after I've dealt with this pile of clothes.

MuchLove.

movie #10

So I'm not going to blog about each individual movie. That would be silly. But it gets a bigger picture? Yes. Good. Basically, I admitted I'd never seen all the star wars's before in front of people who were somewhat outraged at this fact. H was outraged enough to watch them all with me and put up with my dumb questions. There were a lot of dumb questions. I tend to forget that when I'm ridiculously confused I should probably think it out a bit before speaking. But I almost completely followed along! And it's not my fault if people don't age properly and sequels and prequels are all over the place. Also, it took us a ridiculous amount of time to watch them all. I'm talking months. You try following that over several months. There's so many goddamn characters who steal each others names and can't properly die.

There were some bits where I suddenly knew exactly what was happening and who was doing what and where. Not because I'm nifty at following along, but because I'd seen it before at some point. Cousin dearest assures me he has forced me to watch them at some point, but I don't believe him in the slightest. Mostly because I have no recollection of this besides a couple of scenes being familiar.

Cool thing about having seen them all now is that I get references. There's been a bunch of t-shirts on teefury with star wars references that I never would have gotten before but now it's all OMFG THAT'S HILARIOUS. Funny moment, Papa has had this dictionary thing since school and its got a pic of this fluffy thing on the front and I always thought he was a pansy kid for having an angry teddy looking thing on his school books. It was actually an Ewok. Papa was just a star wars nut. I'm not sure that's better. In other news, Yoda is freaking awesome. I had no idea.

I don't want to give it a star value. Not for any particular reason. Just don't want to. But I have to, so 4. Dandy.

And 2.4 became loads more.

This is going to be one of those weird moments where I get ridiculously competitive for no particular reason. I'm going to blame R with his snide remarks of 'suck it', and then giving factual evidence I strongly disagree with. Also, he started some weird facebook thing where you poke them? I have no idea what the fuck is going on. But he started it. And I shall win. When I work out how. Anyhoo, the blogging thing, maybe I should start a quality over quantity argument, but instead I'm going to up my blog count and therefore win. Again. How, may you ask, am I going to boost the number of posts? Especially because I'm the laziest person I know?? MOVIES!! It's been too long. So long in fact I couldn't remember what movies I had seen. I thought I'd be really clever about it and use the cinebuzz card thing record but turns out that system is completely flawed and often gives you points for movies without titles. So then I went to the next best thing which was finding each individual ticket. I found tickets from January last year, from movies I don't remember seeing and multiple tickets from the same movie. Anyway, I now have a list of 5 movies to blog about. YES. And I also need to find a comment I made a while ago about movies because I seem to remember promising to write about star wars and something else. The former deserving some sort of recognition. Cool.

Also, I failed at going a week using only public transport. I'm going to a family birthday dinner thing tomorrow which means drive in with family. I'm not quite committed enough to just meet them there. So because I knew I'd be breaking the week ban thing I got a lift today with A, who totally can drive now, which is very exciting. And tonight I'm picking up Munchkin because I'm a freaking AMAZING sister. BTW, the car is fixed up all pretty again so I can drive and whatnot.

MuchLove.

can officially answer "where do you work?".

I'm totally a working girl now. A call girl. BAHAHA. Telemarketer. YEAH. That wasn't even funny, I'm so sorry. I'm going to be so bored of saying "I'm Em from Epilepsy Action Australia...". But it's cool! I have a job! It's exciting! Means next apartment I apply for will definitely be successful *fingers crossed*. YEP. I had training today from 12 til 8. I got to talk to multiple small children and some angry people too. And a 14 yr old who sounded older than I do. I'm exhausted and going to bed.

BTW I'm not crossing it off until I get my first pay check thing jig. Just in case.

MuchLove.