This, too ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I think that I am allergic to my right eye. I think that I'm going to eat a pizza for lunch. It's worth mentioning because I spent so long thinking about how horribly unhealthy it is, given the ammount of cheese that will be involved. Yesterdayish, I walked about six miles to find a cash machine that was not out of order. I don't mind walking six miles, it's just a bit fucking ridiculous to find so many non-functional cash machines in a row. Still, the money's gone through. I closed my old building society account, y'see. I think that I sound a lot less poor in brightly coloured plasticy Aussie money. Aye. Tickets booked. Three weeks this time yesterday I'll be saying, "Oh, so this is what Hong Kong airport looks like." and venturing an opinion on whether or not I feel that it deserves to be called the world's second 'best', although without actually having been to the first. Three weeks this time tomorrow I'll probably be dead from inability-to-look-after-myself. I have to buy a new toothbrush. (I lose all the lists and reminders that I commit to paper.) Since it's my brother's birthday, er, tomorrow? Soon anyway, I went to buy a bottle of booze as emergency back-up gift in the likely event that I fail to think of anything better. I said, "Just a half bottle of..." and the woman behind the counter, still talking about how I really don't look twenty-whateveritis, handed me, "one and a half bottles of..." and instead of pointing-out the mistake I got really fucking drunk. I think that I have some things to do. Would someone come around for tea? 1:08 p.m. - 2006-10-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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