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Mickey, Julian. I will be at the food court of Melb Central tomorrow from about 12.20. I can give you your money.

Don't think I mentioned it yesterday, but I got a new simcard for my phone. Still on Optus under my dad, still same old number. Those of you who have my number can now call me.

Spent a fun time with Lana again tonight. Managed to lose the only copy she had of her Harry/Hogwarts fic >_< before I'd even read it all. Much sadness. She didn't get angry with me, and is a saint. Am still in denial about the fact that she goes back to Launceston tomorrow and we won't get to hang out any more.

Went to rehearsal for Ten Little Indians, as am lighting/sound op for it.

Used the last of my money buying a peppermint aero. Now will have no toasted sandwich tomorrow morning. Wah!

Am still in possession of female reproductive organs, much to my dismay. I bleed like Duncan. (Anyone who actually understands this reference gets awe from me)

I have a vat of cool maturity, as Lana knows.

Hate work, can't wait till it's over. End of this week marks the halfway point.

Leanne's asked me to house sit for her this weekend. Hope she gives me a bit of money... I'm spending quite a bit this week. This means I won't get to work on the pattern for my coat this weekend, though, which makes me sad.

I plan on buying absinthe and From Hell (the movie) this week. Yes. Tomorrow I go and see if my comics have come in. Scars! Lady Constantine!

Tripod's song this morning was filarious. Those who aren't up obscenely early, check it out.

[Edit: I meant for Mickey & Julian to meet me today... this was last night's entry. Still, I'm planning on turning up again tomorrow, if either of you show a passing interest. I may just rock up to Melb Central for the hell of it.]

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Discovered why no one had posted to my entry of last night; it was still sitting in my client. *facepalms* Well, it's posted now. I didn't reread it, and it may be delirieuse delirious from lack of sleep.

Come to think of it, this could also have been why I saw neither Mickey nor Julian today. I is stoopid.


I miss my old bookmarks. I had many interesting things tabbed in my Projects folder, but most of all, I'll miss my Obscurities folder. Many of these were links from Neil Gaiman's blog; if you read it, you'll understand why. I've created a new Obscurities folder, to house things such as this article about Salam Pax.


I found out about a new HPism by reading Sandra's journal, of all things. Well, it's a Nocturne Alleyism.

I dreamt a couple of nights ago that two of the tracks on Wendy's new album The Lotus Eaters were actually covers of David Bowie songs. (I remember one of the suddenly-Bowie songs was Everywhere and Nowhere.) I was happy about this, because I've been planning on sending Zan a copy, and because these songs were suddenly Bowie, I knew he'd like it. I have a strange subconscious.

Randomly? More proof that The Fellowship is gay.


I bought A Walking Tour of the Shambles (Neil Gaiman & Gene Wolfe) today. I feel so special. It is such a cool book, and very story-provoking. A little like Alice in Wonderland written by Lemony Snicket... and then rewritten by Douglas Adams.

*pokes LJ* I need a new layout. And more Zan. Have missed him. Damn full-time work.