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Is it asking too much to be able to get to sleep before 5am? I mean, really. So I missed classes today because I can’t function on 4 hours, or maybe just because I’m lazy and not as motivated as I should be. Maybe I will fail at PR too, along with every other major career plan. I’d make a good housewife. I cleaned the oven today, which hasn’t been cleaned since we moved in.

Face contact with the world today – a total of ooh about half an hour with Clayton. Also, there was the lady at Mercury Plaza who I think was suprised when I just got stirfried veges instead of something involving tofu and a lot of chilli. A one minute phone conversation with KateH who doesn’t think she can afford Grooverider, so I dunno what to do now, I guess I’m waiting on the word from the Welly Massive as to whether or not I’ll be attending. Two phonecalls for Clay that I had to make chitchat to, and also a lady calling me to say that her daughter had cancer and I had to tell her that I’m not that Joanna, and that she’d dialed one number wrong. I also watched a movie with Corey Feldman in it, and since him and I have such a special connection, I’m sure that counts as facetime too.

I don’t even get any email or talk to hardly anyone online anymore – that’s assuming that I can actually get a connection in to the Net. Which reminds me, I really must get a paid for account. And go to the bank to show them my student id so they don’t charge me fees. And call Greenlane hospital about my ultrasound. And buy a present for Kara’s 21st. Oh yay, these are a few of my favourite things.

Intermission while Joanna goes for a restless drive to Greenlane to give her computer time to connect and to get wine in the hopes that it’ll induce sleep.

Half an hour later, the supermarket yeiled:

Top’o the morning to you! To be sure, to be sure! You see, the ting is…KateMandIwentout to celebrate St Pats day today around 2.30pm. It’s only like 9.30pm now but I had to come home cos she had to go elsewhere<!– answering a booty call, no less –>. I’m full of baileys and guiness and doing easter eggs right now so I’m fairly content, especially since it means that Ican review how far I’ve come. Last St Patricks’, she said I was thepopular one, yet this yearit was her with the homeless people asking herfor kisses. Apparently I will be popular next year, we’re taking turns. Her friend Veggie Jason also came out with us (as opposed to ‘Hot Jason’) and so that was fun. Her and I got stick on tattoos from the barman that said “Kiss me,I’m Irish” so we had txting competitions, trying to send that message to more people, but we both peaked at 15 I think. Or was it that we each had 15 people starting with J in our phones? Something like that. KateM is a bad influence on me.

When did I last write? I suspect it was some time ago. Friday I braved insane traffic and lack’o parking at lunchtime to bring KateH Mercury plaza for her lunch, because I love her that much and also because I’ve behaved badly towards her lately and while that doesn’t make up for it, I’m all about tokenism. Later that evening I met up with her and Nicky and two of Nicky’s friends at D72 and we had dinner and fun and then a big drive around Mission Bay (“Nicky,are you taking me to a lookout point? are we going to make out?”). Then I went to the supermarket in Mt Eden for beer and C batteries (life’s essentials) and figured that since I was in her neighbourhood,I’d go see KateM. So I hung out with her and Elliot, and I ripped my skirt all the way across one of its panels. Damn fifty year old perishable Thai silk! So that sucked. Elliot tried to talk me into going out to dance to house music, but oh please. However, he did say that he’d go on boat tour’o the Ports’o Auckland with me, whichwas immensly pleasing since everyone else just laughs at me when I suggest it. Come on people, it’s FREE! So there. Anyways,eventually I had to go home cos i was falling asleep, and also because my skirt was so ripped.

On Saturday Shirley came over and we hung out and then Richard came over and we hung out some more. We’d intended to go dancing at bEd, but by that stage we were too ‘tired’ to actually move, so we had to give that one a miss. But still, it was nice to spend some quality time with her. Which brings us to Sunday, which is today, and which is where I started this journal entry.

Someone just sent me an AIM going “this sounds like a weird question but are you short?” I talked to them briefly but they kept saying “lol” so I started to ignore them. Lol my ass. OOOh, FINALLY I can get ahold of my Diane, so I will go and call him now and refuse to scan my nipples for him, on the grounds that my scanner isn’t working and I only offered to get his attention.

Yesterday I was woken out of a nightmare by JeremE calling to see if I wanted to have lunch with him <!– yeah duh! –> but today’s dreams were just about weird Japanese supermarkets rather than flat-out nightmares, so that was good.

Ben pissed me off totally totally by borrowing my car “for fifteen minutes” when I told him multiple times that I needed to go out before three and so he wasn’t to go have adventures. Luckily I was clever enough to delay my work appointment by half an hour, because he got back at 3 exactly. Ooooh I was angry. He claimed he’d only been to work and to Oporto and to the petrol station but then when I got in the car I realised that he must have been hotboxing it. Grrrr. No more car access for him. But anyways, I made it to my 3.30pm meeting anyways and got my briefing. I’m going to need to talk to Maz about it,this whole doing PR work for free for charity.

Oh look, and now I have nothing else to say. My fridge is full of food as are my cupboards though, because I am currently rich, since my parental allowance went through this week, as did my last week’o dole (although to be honest, I have yet to call them and ask them to stop it) AND Ben finally paid me bond, like, five months after he moved in. And so therefore I had enough money to go to the supermarket and vege store, as opposed to only ever having enough money for Mercury Plaza and cheap wine. In fact, I even went to Mercury Plaza today and bought only lemons, because I’d forgot them at the vege store and I realised on my way home that I needed them for my spinach soup. I can’t make spinach soup as good as KatieB, but I suspect that might be party to do with the fact that she puts cream in hers, wheras mine is the vegan version.

Also, I finally hung the big purple mosquito net I got for Xmas over my bed and it looks awesomely cool and vaguely haremy.