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2003.09.22 8:56 a.m.

i really enjoy lazy mornings before work. i in fact, chose lazying around over sleep. i had to get up to drive my mum to the airport at 5 this morning. when i came back i was planning on going back to bed but i ended up having a long bath and watching 'quills' and having breakfast and now playing on the computer. and i still have 45 minutes before i have to leave. it feels really good.

though i am really tired.

two aunts phoned this morning to wake my brother up. good thing for families, because i'm sure not taking much of an interest in him. hopefully he'll get up when i'm not around in the mornings. he was actually fairly decent and polite this morning. wowsies.

ick.

i got my mum to the airport okay. and myself home again. it's getting so cold out. i'm not looking forward to 40 below. not at all. though christmas is soooooon soon. holy. 94 days until christmas. 93 until my birthday. holy god i won't be a teenager any more. bloody, i hadn't given that much thought. i want to start christmas shopping. i need to spread out the spending so that it's not so devastating to my finances. (what finances?) i do love buying gifts though. and shopping. and red and green. and christmas lights. i think i should buy more and more this year. and splurge on the kind that hook up end to end. sigh sigh. delicious.

'quills' was pretty good. joaquin phoenix is pretty hot. and by pretty i mean really quite. the other guy is not so hot. yes, i know that wasn't the point of the film, i'm just saying. it was pretty intense though..and sad. i've seen kate winslet's breasts in at least three movies now.

we were so busy at work yesterday. busier than we've been on a sunday for some time. it was gross. i don't know why people were still coming in. i mean, clearly your food's going to take awhile. quite awhile. there seems to be less fun people to work with. i mean, some are still great. erin's the best, some things we do are quite good. if dave's not kitchen manager anymore, who can i get to hire cute boys for me? not that he really did..but still.

niki and i went to see some good jazz last night. jeffmorton and co we playing at lydia's. it was pretty fun. on the way there we were discussing how this guy thought that 'precocious' and 'pretentious' were the same thing. and then niki was saying how sometimes she gets 'emancipated' and 'emmaciated' mixed up. (okay, i might not know how to spell some of those words. sorry.) those aren't the best words to get mixed up. 'i'm an emmaciated woman!' 'she was looking quite emancipated.' quite. we mostly just sat and made funny jokes. and danced nice in our chairs. and she dipped my scarf in her tea. sweet constantine was there. when he came in i said that if i introduced them he'd say his full name and shake hands. and he sure did. he kissed my hand quite pretentious(or precocious)ly. then he said how he was in jerry's and he waved twice and i didn't respond. i appologized. he's substitue teaching, so for all of you still in school, if mr. grant is teaching you, it's sure sweet sweet constantine.

i like him in the same way i like a certain former teen celebrity, they're both terribly annoying and..something, but i still like them. it's quite hard to pin down why exactly.

probably because i'm so lame.

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was Medium? - 2008-01-17
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