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January 12, 2009

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Goodbye, Blue Monday

January 9, 2009

Amazing.

About a week ago, I booked a vacation. Domestic, of course (*sigh*), but it should be great fun.

ITINERARY:

Saturday 24th

Adelaide ——-> Sydney

8.25am 10.50am

Saturday 24th – Wednesday 28th

Phillip Street, Sydney CBD

Wednesday 28th

Sydney ——–> Melbourne

12.15pm 13.45pm

Wednesday 28th – Saturday 31st

Fitzroy Street, St Kilda, Melbourne

Saturday 31st

Melbourne ———> Adelaide

21.05pm 21.45pm

And all up, it’s only costing about $550 each. Oh yeah, I’m going with my brother. We are going mostly separate ways though. I did all the searching for airfares and looking for accommodation, and I’m very happy because daaaayum boi I got some good deals.

People say you should get new bras twice a year, or so…I get them whenever, not too often. I haven’t bought any new ones for quite a long time (at least a year).

In the past 2 weeks, I have been bra shopping 3 times.

The first time was frustrating. I went to Myer (generally, where I always get my bras), Bras N’ Things, Target, Cotton On Body, blah blah. I tried on 12 bras, and no dice. I didn’t really know why, I didn’t put much thought into it, I went and bought $100 worth of bad DVDs instead.

The second time, I went to Myer again about 10 days later, I figured I’d try again. This time I tried on 12 bras. Still, no dice. It was now that I figured my boobs have grown since the last time I went bra shopping. I still fit in my current bras, but you know, they stretch and junk, so that means nothing.

Today, I went to Glen Osmond Road with the intention of going to Innerware, however I walked into another store mistakenly, called Intimates Warehouse, which is right next door to Innerware. I bought 3 bras with matching g-strings (ew, but they came with). Pretty pretty.

Saturday is April’s 18th. The theme is ‘childhood dream occupation’. I of course, was/am a nerd, and always wanted to be a librarian and a teacher.

On Sunday, I am going to HQ to see Tegan and Sara. I’m going alone, which of course sucks, but there should be a few people there that I know, but I’m still apprehensive because HQ is sketchy as poop.

There were a few other things I was going to discuss, but I can’t remember what they were. One I think came to mind while I was watching an episode of Friends (I have been watching so much of this show lately, rotting my brain, wee), but alas, forgotten.

Oops. I’d better be careful. No, really.

Last night I had a fairly funny dream (maybe just I found it funny, but Lena seemed to also, both in the dream and when I told her the dream the next day (actually, the next day being today) and my mother seemed to find it a little funny, but generally people’s dreams are interesting only to themselves, anyway). First of all, I was on my bed and suddenly I went into labour (WAT). My mother came in to help me out, just talked to me for a bit. I got into position waiting for a little person to pop out my vagoo and everything. I then said ‘should we go to a hospital perhaps?’ and my mother goes, ‘oh…well…you can if you want, I mean if you want to…’. Boy did she seem put out. She also asked how I was pregnant. I DON’T KNOW. I was just suddenly pregnant. Somehow I hadn’t noticed a huge pregnant stomach, or a little person living inside me and stealing my food, also weird was the fact that I am a virgin. HUH. Then I remembered oh, I have to go on this camp tomorrow, so I ask my mother if I’ll be alright for that. ‘Oh yeah, you’ll be fine’. Then I’m in a car, and Lena is driving to this camp, we are chatting, blah blah. I say to her ‘I hope I’ll be fine at this camp’. Lena says, ‘you’ll be fine!’ I then say, ‘well I mean with me being in labour and all’

Me: I hope I’ll be fine at this camp

Lena: You’ll be fine!

Me: Well I mean, with me being in labour and all…

Lena: WHAT? You’re in LABOUR? You’re PREGNANT?

Me: APPARENTLY!!!

Lena: WHAT? HOW? WHEN?

Me: I DON’T KNOW. I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING.

Lena: Huh, well that’s odd…

Good times, good times.

I’m currently reading Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut. I just recently finished reading Slaughterhouse Five, another book by Vonnegut. I really enjoy his writing, it’s so odd, crude and hilarious yet so deathly serious and depressing.

I thought this was righteous, by the way.