Summertime, and the living is easy
This house is on fire! Kick off your boots, come sit a spell. Listen to me worry, come and listen well. All you better best come and lean in boys, I don't dare raise my voice. I've been sitting here for the longest time reading all the warning and the danger signs. I don't have the gift of the prophecy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
Soon come, soon come the day this tinderbox is gonna blow in your face. I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be. You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong, people only stand for that for just so long.
It's all gonna catch like a house on fire, spark an evil blaze and burn higher. Well, I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be. You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong, people only stand for that for just so long. I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be. There's a wild fire catching in the whip of the wind that could start a conflagration like there has never been. This house is on fire!
1st December 2001
Last night I worked myself into a bit of a state. Nothing too serious, just enough that I found myself singing the only verse of "Anyone who had a heart" over and over to myself. So I headed off to visit Tina before I drove myself loopy(er).
After visiting Tina for a while, we headed off to see Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone with Ian (someone I was friends with as a very lil kid but haven't talked to since), Ben (someone I don't actually know) and Bruno (one of the few people me and Tina are friends with independantly of each other). We got the the movie half an hour early, got tickets and stood around chatting. Then we went to the movie. It was pretty good. After feeling a little ripped off about there only being one preview, the movie got going and stuck pretty close to the novel. Of course it missed out a whole lot, some of which I really would have liked to see, but that's the limitation of a movie. It was mostly very honest to the book though, and there was only one bit where I had to cringe at the moment of pure american movie morals. Damn american movie machine. Though for all my complaints, it is pretty good.
Afterwards we headed toward Tina's and ended up going to see the Ross Creek glow worms, and then back to Tina's, which we didn't leave till a bit after 5am.
I got up at about 10:30, stuffed around a bit, and headed off to do some shopping. I had to get Rachel an engagment present, and I did, a dozen ugly tea cups, just what every couple needs..................
I also bumped into one of my friends, who offered my a room in his house for next year. Finally someone who doesn't mind the idea of living with me.
When I got home my ex finally told me about the Raj moving in thing, so I'm guessing Raj mentioned he'd already told me - but that is just me being cynical.
Anyway, I'm off to do some reading in my room, before I get myself in a stupid head place again.
Today's quote: This House Is On Fire by Natalie Merchant.
"My young love said to me my mother won't mind and my father won't slight you for your lack of kine Then she stepped away from me and this she did say 'It will not be long love till our wedding day' She stepped away from me and moved through the fair And sadly I watched her move here and move there then she wnet her way homeward with one star awake as the sawn in the evening moves over the lake
3rd December 2001
Saturday night I went to Rachel's engagement party. It was pretty cool. After a nice evening at her place we headed off clubbing, and spent quite a while at the Outback, where I injured myself in a combination of dumb dance move and unfortunate connection with somebody's elbow. But after a couple of minutes of agonising pain, it was mostly okay, and by yesterday it only hurt when I lifted stuff, and today not even that.
Yesterday I lay in bed reading essays (I can't believe I was reading a critical debate in essays, for fun. It was completely non-study related). And watching Saturday's StarTrek Voyager off video. I eventually stumbled off and in front of the computer, and ended up in a three way bitch fight with my ex, and Raj whose been getting it on with my ex, about which one knows me better. I was seriously ready to break a certain lil black fuck-wit.
As I'd promised to visit before all that went down, I thought I probably should anyway. After dropping off Neverwhere to Alana, in an attempt to make her read it, I started to walk across town. I ended up bumping into my ex in the Octagon, and we ended up watching the Santa Parade. Which wasn't TOO crap - oh wait, it was. I did bump into another of my friends (well, not so much a friend as someone who I kinda know, and seem to get on with, who is friends with Bob, but I try not to hold that against her) there though, which was nice.
Anyway, afterwards I headed to my ex's place for AGES. And it was mostly nice, until Raj crashed the conversation and then I just got grumpy. And well, I could write pages and pages of grumblings, but instead I'll just skip to: I got dropped home a bit after 11, and then lay awake most of the night being bitter and thinking about three of those four-letter words starting with L.
Anyway, I have to go, I have lunch plans with Nina. And I have to get off the topic of my ex anyway.
Lunch was good. I went to meet Nina, and landed a bonus Tina aswell. And we lunched together in the new library foyer. I should really spend more time with Nina, ever since her bf moved to town I very rarely see her.
I came home afterward, watched Popular, patched my Sims Hot Date, so I can play without the CD in, and stuffed around a lot. I also emailled THAT first year again, and for once didn't sound too much like a freak.
I should probably actually explain that L word thing I started before I headed off to lunch, and even though I planned out how I'd explain it, the more times I run over it, the less I want to actually write it down and the more I should just unthink it (note: Othello).
I haven't played Ultima in SO long. It's good I didn't get the money to buy a house, or it would be decaying on me.
Anyway, I'm still kinda grumpy, so I think I'll go back to making my Sims score Townies. Sims are so not picky.
Today's quote: from She moved through the fair by Padraig Colum, submitted by The Midget.
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord, Oh Lord Well, if you told me you were drowning I would not lend you a hand I've seen your face before my friend But I don' know if you know who I am Well, I was there and I saw what you did I saw it with my own two eyes So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been It's all been a pack of lies And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord And I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord, Oh Lord Well I remember, I remember don't worry How could I ever forget, it's the first time, the last time we ever met But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you don't fool me The hurt doesn't show, but the pain still grows It's no stranger to you or me
6th December 2001
On Tuesday I finished of the Nebula 2000 book, and started into Darwin's Radio by Greg Bear. I also organised all my crap on this computer.
Wednesday I transfered all my crap on this computer onto one with a CD-R, via Zip-disks, it took AGES. And while that was happening I had a Mormon visitation. One of the Missionaries that visits me was off for the day, and the replacement was a cat magnet. I know my cat is weird, but this was rediculous, I had to drag her outside three times, and she still came straight back in through however it is that she gets into the house, just to jump onto a unwilling Mormon lap.
In the evening, after my CD was burnt, and stuff cleared off the involved computers, I sat down and watched a great Buffy. After Buffy I checked on Ultima, to discover several days ago they had reset the game back to a save from almost a month ago, as part of a bug/balance correction. So all the work I'd put into my characters went up in smoke. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
In brighter news, I bought something over the net for the first time ever, as Palladiumbooks.com has a sale on,. and Dad let me borrow his credit card.
This morning I lay in bed and watch last nights Felicity off video, thinking how much like Felicity I am (I was half asleep, just enough for it to make sense for a moment), and then realised I completely aren't at all like her. If I was her, I'd have no Ben, I'm more like that scary unlovable roommate of hers.
Then I rolled ou tof bed and in front of the puter, and had a rather random chat with ppl before headin goff to lunch with Aaron. Town was nice, and we did some random window shopping and stuffed our faces with junkfood. Somehow we ended up in the Warehouse, where we bumped into Oliver and Bridget. And followed them around for hours upn hours upon hours. It was pretty cool, as Oli was my best friend all through high school, and though I still think of him as my best friend, we don't really talk at all anymore.
Anyway, I came online to have a surprisingly deep and meaningful with my ex, who'd been reading this (some people really need to read disclaimers - and do as they are told). But we may have sorted some stuff out. If by sorting stuff out I mean pretending stuff isn't there.
Anyway, I have too many people talking to me.................. damn, I won't get any Ultima in tonight, and I have so much to do over on my characters.
Today's quote: In The Air Tonight as sung by Majandra Delfino, written by Phil Collins.
I just want to feel safe in my own skin I just want to be happy again I just want to feel deep in my own world But I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore On a different day If I was safe in my own skin Then I wouldn't feel lost and so frightened But this is today And I'm lost in my own skin And I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore I just want to feel Safe in my own skin I just want to be happy again.
7th December 2001
Last night for no appearant reason I started crying, which didn't make me very happy, as I hate to cry and do it very rarely. And for it to happen without any sensible reason just made me really angry. So I went to bed in a far from pleasant mood, and then had a very twisted and disturbed dream where I got a contract with a recording company but then killed the executive in charge after finding out he did nasty stuff to small children. I did kill him quite awesomely though, threw him off a flight of stairs, and then screamed, and my scream turned into a bright light, that incinerated him.
This morning I woke up feeling good, and lay in watching yesterday's Popular, then got up and played some puter games before heading off to varsity. On the way out the door I grabbed a letter out of the mail, and discovered I had been accepted into THEA304, so I'm all happy. *Does a little dance*.
Anyway, I'm out of stuff to say.
Today's quote: Honestly OK by Dido.
Dashing and daring, Courageous and caring, Faithful and friendly, With stories to share. All through the forest, They sing out in chorus, Marching along, As their song fills the air. Gummi Bears!! Bouncing here and there and everywhere. High adventure that's beyond compare. They are the Gummi Bears. Gummi Bears. When a friend's in danger they'll be there. High adventure that's beyond compare. They are the Gummi Bears. They are the Gummi Bears!!
8th December 2001
Well, last night I just played computer games and downloading Roswell MP3s, while hidding from the rain. Dumb Dunedin weather. The Roswell MP3 site is pretty cool, and I was getting quite fast download speeds for my crappy little 'puter too.
I also read some more of that Greg Bear novel I have out. I should have read it before my BIOL112 exam, then I might have remembered some of the scientists names, as they all seem to be talked about in the book.
Well, after finally getting out of bed and showering so I'd be ready to head out for coffee with a net friends I'm not sure I really want to meet, I decided to prune some trees. So now I'm grubby, and have to stay this way for the rest of the day. Anyway, I should go and decide if I want to stand up the net geek or not.
Today's quote: Gummi Bears Theme.
If I could make it rain today And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter I would Just to get a change of pace Things are getting worse but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter and She's never coming back, I fear But any time it rains, She just feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me
10th December 2001
Well, I got stood up on Saturday, but I really didn't care, as I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to be there in the first place. So instead I visited Simon, and played some weird french card game with a group of his friends. It was great.
Then after he dropped me home, I headed off to Alana's for an evening of chinese food and videos. Detroit Rock City followed by High Fidelity made for a fun watch, made funnier by Aaron's desperate efforts to prove stuff through the outcome of the later. Then I dashed home to ring Si and make him head out clubbing with us, but he was grumpy after a conversation he'd had with one of our mutual friends, and I suspect in the process may have also been a little grumpy at me. So I headed off to town with Alana, Aaron and Hugh. All of whom abandoned me after we got to where I'd convinced them all to go, and which they all decided they didn't want to. Even after being ditched I had a fun night hanging with Becky and Kez, and nice Peter. It was a pretty good night, even if it did get a bit dragged down by Raj going escaped-psych-patient on me. If people aren't going to agree to the disclaimer. And it's one of those intrinsic rules of life, you aren't allowed to take offense at stuff written in someone elses personal diary, because you are the one at fault, for violating the sanctity of someone else's personal diary anyway.
Yesterday I lay in quite late, reading and watching Star Trek from the night before. Then I rolled out of bed and took to massacring the garden with loppers, and nothing else. I didn't do too shabbily. And didn't stop till Wormgirl visited me. She brought me M&Ms, so is one of my favourite people for atleast the next little while. Then I went to my grandparents for tea, and they gave me an Adventure Outfitter's polar fleece, a red one, to replace the wine coloured one they gave me in 1996, which is beginning to get ratty. My grandfather also lent me a vaguely decent little saw, which helped the massacring efforts.
This morning I again lay in late, churning my way through Darwin's Radio, which is kinda of cool, except drags out a bit more than the story can justify in the middle, and the typographical editing is miserable, it wouldn't be that much worse if I'd be the editor. And the number of incorrect spellings, it's terrible. And a crime against a pretty good story.
Then I rolled ou tof bed and killed some more tree, before braining myself with a big olive branch (wahoo for almost irony). We're talking blood EVERYWHERE. Bleeding scalps are great for effect value, shame no-one was here to see it. And DAMN it hurt, in fact it's still stinging something nasty.
After I'd showered the blood out of my hair, Simon came round and we went to the Warehouse, and we went half each in the box set of Buffy Season 2, Part 1, as his biorthday present to me. So I now owe him $30 (he paid for it all, and only asked me to pay back a bit less than half). Then we visited my cousin Breffni, at her cardboard box she's living in outside Countdown, and bought her some food.
Buffy is great.
Anyway, my head still hurts, and I'm now getting tired. I should probably go and do that sleep thing.
Today's quote: from Amy Hit The Atmosphere by Counting Crows.
Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me I look like a monkey With Rapport (the international men's fragrance) which smells like cat pee
13th December 2001 - it's my birthday
Tuesday, I worked in the garden for most of the day, though had a nice three hour visit from Catriona (a girl I've known since George Street Normal), who has lent my all of the series one and two of Angel. It's amazing how you can make friends simply by bumping into someone you almost knew a long time ago,and then being vaguely personable.
Wednesday I again spent mostly in the garden, with Marcel's truck coming in the afternoon and us taking 330kg of crap out of the garden (they weighed us at the dump). It was SUCH an improvment. In the evening, with me all fresh after a shower to get the tip goobers off, Sarelle visited and we watched Buffy together. Sarelle is great, and I've missed her.
Today, I got up before people started to head off in the morning, as my family was impatient to inflict gifts on me. I got a PSone (though gameless) and some underwear from my mother, the short story collection Legends which contains a discworld story off Andrew, and deoderant and a statue of a wizard off mother's thing.
Then I headed into town to get my mop chopped, and again got the hair dresser who is great friends with my most recent ex, and she kept trying to make me sing, which was freaky. Then after a quick stuff round in town I went to visit my cousin Breffni in her box outside Countdown, where Iwas slightly more happy to sing, as although it was live on radio, I got prizes for it. I also discovered that the 4XO pigeon is real, which I had severly doubted. Then it was off to have lunch with my Aunt Jude, who is graduating with a PhD on Saturday. We got rather yummy baked spuds in the University Library foyer, and had a nice long chat about random stuff. Then after buying Shake'n'Vac I headed home for an afternoon of cleaning and watching Angel.
After KFC for tea, the neighbours came down for cake. It was pretty good. And I'm out of stuff to say, so I should go to bed.
Giles (to Wesley, regarding Cordelia): "For God's sake, man, she's eighteen. And you have the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone. Just have at it, would you? And stop fluttering about."
16th December 2001
Friday, I spent all day cleaning and watching Angel. In the evening I got bitter and twisted that everyone on my ICQ list had plans, and I was the no-friends loser-boy. So I had a reasonably early night.
Saturday morning I stuffed around a bit, then tidied myself up and headed down to varsity. Family photos to celebrate the fact that Aunt Jude is now Dr Aunt Jude. And after that I headed off and took some photos of other graduates I knew, and just made some of them laugh, like a girl from my medieval class who was all "Matthew, piss off, I'm trying to look serious for my photos". I also got a shot of the one person in chemistry I ever seriously found hot, there were a few other chemistry students who were pretty do able, but only one who really got to me, and now I have a snap shot. I also took photos of one of my friends, Damian, and his parents, but using their camera, so I'll probably never know how crap a job I did as a photographer. And I took a pile of photos of Amy, Catriona, and pretty much anyone else I recognised. After the parade, I headed homeward, stopping at Nina's, where no-one was home, but Sarelle was also dropping by, and she took me to the supermarket and helped me buy my party supplies. Then after a short visit to the pet shop to look at cute animals, she dropped me home to do all the last minute stuff before people arrived.
I ended up about as organised as I was going to get about two hours before anyone arrived, so I just sat online and complained about stuff to Reece, and collected up apologies from people cancelling on me at the last minute. Then Fluffy arrived, followed shortly after by Reece, and while David was away fetching Oliver, by Tina. It was kinda cool with just that group, even though Tina has issues with Oliver. And Michael and Cathy from down the street turned up too. It was nice and mellow, then just after Reece left to meet other people somewhere, Nina, Becky, Kez and a tribe of wandering queer-chicks turned up. Tina, Nina and co had chipped together and got my a Meow-Chi, which is SO much fun, but I suspect will drive me insane eventually. I know I should describe my party by tyhe gifts I got, but people were playing with it all night. While I was paying attention to it and ignoring all the people at my party Si turned up, which was cool as he had earlier given his apologies as he wasn't sure if he was well. Though Tina was openly nasty to Simon, actually, she was pretty un-nice to all of my close friends who aren't also close friends of hers. And so I mingled and talked to people and cooked sausage rolls. It was mostly nice, Tina and Simon even kind of got on for a while, while they had the mutual enemy of Fluffy, whom Si hadn't even met before. It was kind of expected that Si would bring up the subject of Raj at some point, but less expected was the fact that both Becky and Kez did too. Appearantly he wasn't coming to my party as he was pissed off at me, so I had to point out he wasn't coming because he was neither invited nor welcome. After I cut the cake (thick crusted pavalova which I creamed myself) just before midnight; Becky, Kez, the wandering queer-girls and Nina the sober driver all abandoned me to hit the clubs, and Michael and Cathy went home to sleep. Leaving me, Tina, Si, Oli, Fluffy and my father, who arrived just as the big group was leaving. My father got into some conversation with Fluffy, and Oli was having fun with my computer, and Tina, Si and me were chatting away. Then Tina said something to Si which I missed and he stormed straight out, I chased after to find out what had happened, and he refused to look, he wouldn't even look at me - and as much as anyone will tell me it was about cake, which just confuses me, as I have no idea what was actually going on, or what nerve Tina has hammering on. After that we all just randomly taked for a while longer, arguing out whether certain people were Jellymeat or not, and if they were, wether it counted or not being that I have no can-opener, and no prehensile thumbs to use one even if I did (this does actually make sense within the metaphor). I was clear on the fact that Jellymeat in the can in entirely different to Tina's Jellymeat, which is just sitting on the plate. Then Fluffy took Tina home, and me father headed off to wherever it is he goes, and me and Oli sat and chatted till about 4:30 in the morning. I'm such a wimp though, he asked what was behind the Tina/Si conflict, and all I said was "it's complicated".
After a meagre four hours sleep, I was up again, watching the night befores Sci-Fi, and preparing to go to my Aunt's graduation party. Which I got to, and it was good, I spent lots of it chatting to my cousin Breffni, and looking after my lil three year old cousin Lucas while he sat in the sand and threw fistfuls of it at me. I am So only having children if someone else has custody. I came home afterward, and watched some more Angel, I only have four episode of series two to go. YAY.
Anyway, I need to go sleep, Night.
Today's quote from the episode "The Prom" of Buffy.
Willow: "Well, when I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool, or witty... or at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away."
20th December 2001
Monday I didn't really do to much at all. Sat around home and played computer games, and polished off the Angel tapes. And discovered that my PSone doesn't accept the make of memory card I have. I then had a nasty migraine attack in the evening and went to bed at 7:30, only to wake at about 11pm feeling all awake, so finished Darwin's Radio by Greg Bear. It's not bad, but stretches out a bit, and is a touch too predictable, and not in the good way.
Tuesday morning I had lots of great plans, but instead read all of Terry Pratchett's The Last Hero from start to finish. It's great, Carrot and Rincewind co-starring in the same novel. I recommend it to all discworld fans, and all roleplaying geeks (as it will mock you muchly, and put you in your roleplaying geek place). After finishing it, I returned it to the library and did a touch of town type stuff leading to finding Aaron and Alana and walking then back to my place before we all went off to feed some ducks at the Gardens. And Alana shared far more than we needed to hear about her boy.
Yesterday I went to town in the morning, and rushed home expecting Mormons at noon, only to be stood up by them. So I wasted the afternnon away until they turned up after three and chatted for a whiole and convinced me to come and see a video of their prophet on Sunday. I really must learn to say no.
Today I lay around watching old Buffy until mid afternoon, then went shopping for a while with Tina. Then this eveing Si came round and plugged some RAM in for me, and played on my PSone for a while (so it has now finally been used, if not by me). And now I'm off to get me some sleep.
Today's quote from the episode "Welcome to the Hellmouth" of Buffy.
Dear Matthew,Your page is the most interesting one Google can find when you search for "inflatable bird." My wife wants me to buy her a "ridiculously expensive dodgy asain inflatable bird dressed like a Hawaiian dancing girl." Can you tell me where you got yours?
Thanks,
Phil Allen
23rd December 2001
Friday I read some more of that book, I really have to get it finished so I can see the movie, but so far I'm only about a third of the way there. Then in the afternoon I darted in to town and did a bit more Christmas shopping before coming home to an evening of fish'n'chips and watching four episodes of Angel with Tina.
Saturday, Tina dropped by before lunch and we sat and watched seven episodes of Angel, polishing off season one for her, and then I jumped through the shower, was met by Claire, and then headed off to Michael and Cathy's BBQ. It was pretty fun, but I didn't stay too late, and then came home to watch sci-fi videoed of TV earlier that evening.
Today, Tina came round for another seven episodes of Angel (now season two), and then I tidied up and headed of to watch the Mormon church's Christmas Message video. Yay for the President/Prophet of the organisation :oÞ. I did chat to another first timer, who seemed pretty cool, if a catholic school boy come fashion retailer.
Well, that's about all I have to say for myself, so, umm, later.
Today's quote is an email I recieved on 18th December.
I'll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door Feels like fire I'm so in love with you Dreams are like angels They keep bad at bay-bad at bay Love is the light Scaring darkness away-yeah I'm so in love with you Purge the soul Make love your goal The power of love A force from above Cleaning my soul Flame on burn desire Love with tongues of fire Purge the soul Make love your goal
30th December 2001
Wow, ages have happened.
Christmas eve morning I went to town to finish my christmas shopping, and in the process missed Midget when she dropped my present. Then I stuffed around home a bit of the day. In the evening Si kidnapped me, and we exchanged presents, and watched Moulin Rouge with Renate (his neighbour/friend). We later even went to Friendship Drive and looked at the Christmas lights. Followed by a tiki-tour around town ending at the Botanical Garden's Gore Pl entrance, where we played on the seesaws for about half an hour until a bit after midnight, and thus the start of Christmas day.
Christmas day I woke at seven and listened to a bit of Breffni's Xmas special on 4XO, before getting got up at about 7:40ish to start opening presents. I got loads of mainly ugly clothes, but a few nice bits too. The Xena game for my PSone (finally a game). A printer for my 'puter. And miscellaneous junkage. Then off to breakfast at the Sawyer's, where I got a Hallensteins voucher, which in addition to the one my grandparents gave me should get me some clothes. From there it was on to my Aunt Dr Jude's for the big family christmas dinner lunch thing. Enter WAY TOO MUCH food. We were there about five hours before me and the toad where dropped off at Dad's ex's to do Christmas with Dad. I last a little under two hours before walking home and then to the Bunce's, and spent the evening with Oliver and Bridget. And finally got to see their very funky flat.
Boxing day I didn't leave the house, my family packed off, and I played 'puter games and generally bummed around trying to finish Fellowship of the Rings.
Thursday, I actually finished the book, but not when I had planned to, as Fluffy visited for a few hours and got me behind in my reading. Then in the evening there was a great electrical storm. Which was pretty funky.
Friday morning I got up early as Fluffy was coming to get some CDs back, and then gave me a ride into town. I looked about with the plan of doing post christmas sale shopping, but nothing lept out and said "buy me seymore". So I didn't buy anything much. But came home to a mormon visitation. In the evening I went to Monsters Inc with Tina, infact she even shouted, which bumps her way up on the how much I like her scale. And it was a GREAT flick. Go Pixar, it's your birthday.
Yesterday Tina came around and watched some more Angel. And in the evening I went and looked at the flat I hope to be in next year. It is all pretty good so far. Then me and Tina went and cleaned her old flat a bit (well, I watched while she cleaned, as boys don't clean), and returned to my place via an epic journey for fish and chips to watch Star Trek. Then late last night Si finally gave me the Lord of the Ring details, we were to go to the 7:10 showing the next morning (ie today). So after playing Alpha Centauri WAY too late, and feeling all sick from having drunk too much chocolate milk and thus not being able to sleep properly, well, the night happened.
So I rolled out of bed this morning and quickly got ready, showered, breakfasted and got picked up at 6:50ish. I looked vaguely alive. We got to the movies to find the screening had been cancelled, so we headed back to Si's, and blobbed out for a few hours. The Fellowship of the Rings movie is an amazingly pretty movie, not quite as honest to the novel as I had expected, but most of the changes were understandable.
And that is about all I have to say right now. Wait in other news I realised the jellimeat Tina accused me of having, isn't quite as sealed in the can as I had thought.
Today's quote from "The Power of Love" by Frankie Goes To Hollywood.
