Maybe it's just cause I'm tired. Or maybe because I'm sick, either way I'm really annoyed that everyone told my that the cheapest tickets to Matchbox Twenty were $150 when in truth they are >$100, and even the A reserve were only >$130. Gah.

Can't sleep which has been a pretty common occurance with me over the last week or so. My new physio is absolutely pummeling me. I am so bruised and tender and while I know it's for the best in the long run at the moment it's just leaving me feeling exhausted and drained. But still no sleep. Go figure ( Read more... )

Why, when I worked so hard to get you this job, do I feel so sad sbout it?

Boo. You whore.

I love desk surprises ( Read more... )

I was running late for the train this morning which is a pretty major thing as missing the 9.05am train means the next one doesn't arrive until 11.07. In my hurry I got dressed and something just didn't feel right... well I just worked out what that was. In my hurry I chucked on some old 'round the house' jeans that have a huge hole in the leg! ( Read more... )

Today I feel like a little injured bird. I am so protective of my left arm since falling over a couple of weeks ago. I conceded that I wasn't able to fix the damage done in the fall and went back to physio this morning. I feel like shit. I am right back where I was in the weeks after my accident and all I want to do is go to sleep... or maybe

Real estate people are a fucking joke.

To quote Warrick, they should all dry up and die!

Okay so now I'm getting a little bit paranoid that I'm not going to fit into my new place. Did I mention that here? No? Okay well as of January 18 I will have a new address in Collins St. But it's very little. Very, very little. I choose style and location over space so now I have to work out how to shrink a three bedroom and garage house ( Read more... )

Everything feels like a bit of a disaster today. :o(