I just realised this morning that I'm sick of toilet humour. It just makes me feel gross - even grosser than having a late night after a day full of caffeine, ginseng and computer labs. It makes me feel like I want to wash my brain out with soap.
Mmm soap... such a clean word.
Mmm warm soapy water...
I'm so over late nights.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Saturday, April 14, 2007
explanation
Facebook has now overtaken Blogger as my most visited website. I still love my blogs dearly, but I have a new addiction... oh woe is me... and woe is my French study...
Friday, April 06, 2007
weird procrastination
There's nothing to do at 5:20am. Well, very nearly nothing. I'm actually pretty bored.
Why don't I just go to bed? Well, in about an hour or maybe a bit less I'm going to drive down home so I can catch the train with Mum. We're heading down south to visit her man. Exciting!
But for now, all I can do is pack and be bored.
Maybe if I do more of 'pack' I'll do less of 'be bored'.
It's funny how you always leave 21sts thinking that the birthday boy/girl is heaps awesome.
I'm going to go and read some old poetry from a couple of years back.
Why don't I just go to bed? Well, in about an hour or maybe a bit less I'm going to drive down home so I can catch the train with Mum. We're heading down south to visit her man. Exciting!
But for now, all I can do is pack and be bored.
Maybe if I do more of 'pack' I'll do less of 'be bored'.
It's funny how you always leave 21sts thinking that the birthday boy/girl is heaps awesome.
I'm going to go and read some old poetry from a couple of years back.
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