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I am steadily making my way through my DVD collection as a way to fill the hours I am not working or making feeble attempts at socialising. Due to my current wibbly and slightly woeful mood I've been focussing on the romance ones. Last night was the eternally loved Bridget Jones's Diary and tonight I watched Notting Hill.
Saturday night was typical Liz and Jen antics. We went to Starbucks before going to Purple Sneakers where we discussed the pointlessness of "clubbing". We were then approached by an Englishman and extremely drunk Irishman, had absolutely no idea what to do with them and promptly ran away to seek shelter in our university. Yes, we were sprawled out on the couches of the University of Technology, Sydney, at midnight on Saturday.
Maybe, one day in the future, we will actually get this whole thing right.
This whole Beard Guy thing is getting ridiculously out of hand. I now have half the store stalking him for me. Shaylee saw him sitting outside the movies on the weekend, though she did not see anyone come up to him. I don't know whether to love that everyone is so willing to help me with my silly crush, or to be totally creeped out by the whole affair. I'm not even asking them to do it, they're taking the initiative!
Tux seems to sense my less than cheerful attitude because he has barely left my side for the past two days. If I sit still for too long he will plant himself on my chest. Though sometimes I don't know whether to be comforted by my little boy or feel even more depressed that the only thing that keeps me warm at night is my cat.
Saturday night was typical Liz and Jen antics. We went to Starbucks before going to Purple Sneakers where we discussed the pointlessness of "clubbing". We were then approached by an Englishman and extremely drunk Irishman, had absolutely no idea what to do with them and promptly ran away to seek shelter in our university. Yes, we were sprawled out on the couches of the University of Technology, Sydney, at midnight on Saturday.
Maybe, one day in the future, we will actually get this whole thing right.
This whole Beard Guy thing is getting ridiculously out of hand. I now have half the store stalking him for me. Shaylee saw him sitting outside the movies on the weekend, though she did not see anyone come up to him. I don't know whether to love that everyone is so willing to help me with my silly crush, or to be totally creeped out by the whole affair. I'm not even asking them to do it, they're taking the initiative!
Tux seems to sense my less than cheerful attitude because he has barely left my side for the past two days. If I sit still for too long he will plant himself on my chest. Though sometimes I don't know whether to be comforted by my little boy or feel even more depressed that the only thing that keeps me warm at night is my cat.