the temptation to fall.

meow, good morning children.
it is much too early for my own personal taste, but im not complaining, because it's sunny and im listening to lovely music, and paying mum awesome amounts of money.
i am feeling pretty keen for work today, but i imagine this feeling is dissipate when i arrive there. weow.
the beach boys, while corny and terrible, are quite nice to listen to on a day like this. i say this because i could have sworn they just started playing, and then i realised that it was Van morrison, and now i'm almost a billion times happier with life. i'm pretty keen on the beatles right now, but its just not the right time.

i watched 'Day and Knight' just then. turns out that it's not a bad movie. possibly the only movie where Tom Cruise doesn't look like a midget in comparison to the woman he's acting with.
Last night i had the pleasure of viewing 'Cherrybomb' which is an english film with Rupert Grint in it. i think im in love haha.
nah but that was an awesome film, along with 'Veronika Decides to Die', which was pretty depressing, but it had Sarah Michelle Gellar in it aka BUFFY THE VAMPIRE OWNER!
so it was pretty cool. it was based on 'The Alchemist' by Paulo Coelho. I read that book when i was thirteen, and i loved it, and the movie actually did it justice. pretty awesome twist at the end.
i am wearing my blue camisole that mummy got me for christmas, and i can't say i don't love it. me tootsies are wet from stepping on the yoga mats to clean them for mum so i can have a shower before i can go to work.
man i hate december, when mum washes all the yoga mats and blankets for work. there's always someone trying to get to the fucking shower.
dude, fastball just came on. most excellent band. makes me superbly happy.
i feel really good lately, which is a refreshing change of pace. yesterday i spent most of the day holed up in Daniels lounge with Bec. probably the best day since back in november.
early november.
pretty displeased with the temperature of my coffee, but that's what you get for putting extra milk in. i wish mum wouldn't make them so goddamn hot. thinking it's time for season four of skins in a minute, but first i have to partake in the excellence of Frankie Magazine. It's going to be really exciting, i want to read the letter to straight men again. that was witty and lovely, and i enjoyed it in a pretty biblical manner. new years eve tomorrow night. i don't know if i want to go out with beck, or with work people. i really don't know if work people is a great idea, for many reasons. then again, neither is going out with rebecca. maybe i'll just have a quiet night with me myself and i.
that's generally when i'm the happiest anyway, and i dont want to start 2011 unhappy. that would be the balls of the universe. i know that if i go out, i'll be unhappy.
oh well, i guess im going to decide later on. what's the bet i'm going to end up going out and being unhappy. i really need to refrain from doing stupid things like that. i feel good now, but because i like to sabotage everything, i think i'll probably wreck that. you know what, fuck it. im not even going to think about this right now. New Years can go fuck itself, I'm just going to be happy.

holidays are so deceiving. you always have an awesome time the night before, and then on actual new years day, everyone wants to die, because they're so goddamn hungover.
weow, i think i'm going to be intelligent this year.
because that's what i'm like, intelligent.
hope im not the only competent one at work on saturday though. haha fuck that, im one percent competent, on a good day, so we'll just see how this all goes. certainly know that im not getting drunk on friday night. not with anyone.
anyway, back to michale jackson and getting my rent on kidlets, guess i'll talk to you later on tonight.