{ promises of diamonds, pearls and party dresses that turned you on
I totally forgot that, what with daylight savings, Australia is now three hours ahead of Hong Kong, as opposed to just two.
It's my mother's birthday today-- considering that I didn't buy her anything, I really should give her a call. But I know she's probably out having a buffet dinner with my brother now, and won't be back until about 10pm HK time (at the earliest). Which is 1am Melbourne time. I'm so sleepy that want to conk off right here, right now, but I think she'd be so passive-aggressively furious if I didn't call her. Which is, I mean, fair enough-- people wanna feel loved on their birthdays. Aughhhh time differences wtf die die die.
Since you disabled commenting, mishmashizzle: if you stop writing that fic, I will kick you up and down the street. I mean. Nicely, f'course. And gently. I'll wear pillows on my feet or something. (And, challenge: write anything based on Backstreet Boys' "Get Another Boyfriend". But it can't be emo, angsty, sad, or... or a songfic. No songfic. Phoenix Wright, Death Note or Shadow Hearts AU where they're in a boyband and/or any other funky crack is perfectly fine, lulz. GO GO GO.)
I just... I just realized. Tristan (my RA, not my brother) moved out of his room a couple of days ago. There's a huge, huge empty room just two rooms from mine. It's very cold in there. And very dark. And very empty. With a lot of floor space, where I can sleep. It feels totally... whatever the opposite of cosy is. Oh, man. I am so there. ♥
And ryotakishu (m'posting here 'cause you're away/idle and I wanna be writing in bed and not on the computer): I logged into Meebo earlier and, oui, I know how your name is pronounced. I used to pronounce it 'Seesul' but now I'm so used to 'Sessull' that hearing Sideshow Bob call his brother 'Seesul' sounds absolutely bizarre to me. XD
Wow, this was the freakin' mother of pointless posts.