(there is no sound for how i feel right now)

trying to shop over the weekend was a nightmare, it's like nobody's even heard of the recession, people people everywhere and so the air did stink, i made up for it today by blowing over $600 over half an hour during lunch

i wonder if i stink, no i'm sure i don't, i smell of raspberry lychee amber patchouli and something called benzoin

this speech is the WORST ever, i've never seen as many extreme platitudes strung together over four pages of print (times new roman font size 12 single line spacing) as i have today, all the nautical allegory is making me seasick, i won't be editing it as much as i will be re-writing it, WHY ME

oh my god if they make me head maritime security i will die of irrelevance

at least i can paint, and i will have lots of time on my hands, but it won't prepare me for london, though i'm not sure if i want to go there anymore, i can't leave the cat behind

i have lots and lots of make-up and pretty dresses that need to be used used used, so fortunately for me the semi-hot semi-dorky tall strapping Spaniard and his ridiculously polite perma-tanned German doctor friend, i look forward to friday, hooray!

i wonder what's been happening on facebook

labour day weekend hooray! it's all booked in case you're wondering and you may wish to look up tanjung pinang and trikora beach la la la la la


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