random stuff update, just cos I can
Here I am at Dan's on my day off drinking ginger tea and listening to DJ Wendi's mix of computer tracks goin orff in the rumpus room heheh!
*puts hands in the air like I just don't care*
I am kind of head fluey... still!! I just can't seem to shake this one :( Two weeks and counting! Still, I haven't missed any work so am still raking in the $$$ which is a good thing as I have spending plans *rubs hands together* Yay!
My little house deposit account is getting healthier and healthier, and the plan to move into my own place when I'm 30 (maybe even before, who knows? It beats renting - and you get a house out of it in the end) is on track, which is terribly boring and 'normal' to most people out there but makes me feel pretty damn excited!! I have already started thinking about decorating... heh. Just sucks that I won't be able to stay in Elwood, the median house price around there is about $800,000 according to my local paper this week. Drat. *Looks around for a rich benefactor*
A friend lent me Charlie Chaplin's autobiography and I'm only about 50 pages into it but it's already incredibly interesting. He's currently very young and very, very poor and is about to go into the workhouse with his lil brother and mum, who was a vaudeville star until her voice gave out and has been struggling ever since to support them, as their father is a drunk who doesn't pay child support. I've been utterly fascinated with the era around the 1920's and this book is a feast, come to think of it, I'm gonna go get back to it right now :)
Yeah this post has no point except to get excited about houses and tell you all I have FLURO YELLOW SNOT and a terrible cough but am feeling fine and it's strange...
Should I be feeling sick?? I mean, something's obviously not right... hmmm oh well. As long as I can keep working and can go out this Friday I won't complain again :)
Here comes Dan up the hallway... stomp stomp stomp... ooh Wendi is playing TOKYO GHETTO PUSSY for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YAY I'm immortalising this moment in LJ.
Dan doesn't want to say anything. This is getting silly. Later bitchaz
*puts hands in the air like I just don't care*
I am kind of head fluey... still!! I just can't seem to shake this one :( Two weeks and counting! Still, I haven't missed any work so am still raking in the $$$ which is a good thing as I have spending plans *rubs hands together* Yay!
My little house deposit account is getting healthier and healthier, and the plan to move into my own place when I'm 30 (maybe even before, who knows? It beats renting - and you get a house out of it in the end) is on track, which is terribly boring and 'normal' to most people out there but makes me feel pretty damn excited!! I have already started thinking about decorating... heh. Just sucks that I won't be able to stay in Elwood, the median house price around there is about $800,000 according to my local paper this week. Drat. *Looks around for a rich benefactor*
A friend lent me Charlie Chaplin's autobiography and I'm only about 50 pages into it but it's already incredibly interesting. He's currently very young and very, very poor and is about to go into the workhouse with his lil brother and mum, who was a vaudeville star until her voice gave out and has been struggling ever since to support them, as their father is a drunk who doesn't pay child support. I've been utterly fascinated with the era around the 1920's and this book is a feast, come to think of it, I'm gonna go get back to it right now :)
Yeah this post has no point except to get excited about houses and tell you all I have FLURO YELLOW SNOT and a terrible cough but am feeling fine and it's strange...
Should I be feeling sick?? I mean, something's obviously not right... hmmm oh well. As long as I can keep working and can go out this Friday I won't complain again :)
Here comes Dan up the hallway... stomp stomp stomp... ooh Wendi is playing TOKYO GHETTO PUSSY for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YAY I'm immortalising this moment in LJ.
Dan doesn't want to say anything. This is getting silly. Later bitchaz