They Say What They Say

So, yesterday I was bored at work and requested pictures of cute boys and this happened. God, I love my flist.

*huggles flist close to my bosom*

Last night some of us gathered at in_the_bottle's flat to celebrate her birthday with out_there, dawnglider, and charliequinn. There was cake and bubbles, pizza and chips and dip, large amounts of caffeinated beverages and much squee over the slashiness that is Jeeves and Wooster and Bronski and Bernstein. I don't think anyone has truly lived until they've seen Stephen Fry in drag.

*nods*

Today, however, was spent in a cleaning frenzy that encompassed my entire flat, up to and including scrubbing the grout in my shower with a toothbrush. No, I'm not usually that obsessive about cleanliness, but for some reason today I was doing my best impression of housewife of the year. And now I have a wonderfully clean flat to boot!

Once all the scrubbing and vacuuming and dusting was done, I then tripped out to Sunshine to take the dog for a walk and give him his dinner. After that I dropped in to say hi to O and A before heading off to Eastern Inn in Clifton Hill for some chilli prawns and steamed rice. Only while I was there I noticed this sign stating that they're closing at the end of May! OMG, this is terrible!! Where am I going to find another Chinese take away whose food doesn't make me feel sick from too much MSG?

First my favourite pizza restaurant closes without warning and now this. Is the universe telling me to lay off the junk food or what?

I must be off to bed. I have two appointments, an hour apart, tomorrow, one in Carlton and the other in Elsternwick so I'll be doing much fancy footwork with trains and trams. Then I want to go to gym and I have my last day of feeding the dog before my brother comes home and I don't want to be stuck in peak hour traffic driving across town to give a rottweiller his walkies and meaty chunks.

Could life just stop for a moment, please?

So, yesterday I was bored at work and requested pictures of cute boys and this happened. God, I love my flist.

*huggles flist close to my bosom*

Last night some of us gathered at in_the_bottle's flat to celebrate her birthday with out_there, dawnglider, and charliequinn. There was cake and bubbles, pizza and chips and dip, large amounts of caffeinated beverages and much squee over the slashiness that is Jeeves and Wooster and Bronski and Bernstein. I don't think anyone has truly lived until they've seen Stephen Fry in drag.

*nods*

Today, however, was spent in a cleaning frenzy that encompassed my entire flat, up to and including scrubbing the grout in my shower with a toothbrush. No, I'm not usually that obsessive about cleanliness, but for some reason today I was doing my best impression of housewife of the year. And now I have a wonderfully clean flat to boot!

Once all the scrubbing and vacuuming and dusting was done, I then tripped out to Sunshine to take the dog for a walk and give him his dinner. After that I dropped in to say hi to O and A before heading off to Eastern Inn in Clifton Hill for some chilli prawns and steamed rice. Only while I was there I noticed this sign stating that they're closing at the end of May! OMG, this is terrible!! Where am I going to find another Chinese take away whose food doesn't make me feel sick from too much MSG?

First my favourite pizza restaurant closes without warning and now this. Is the universe telling me to lay off the junk food or what?

I must be off to bed. I have two appointments, an hour apart, tomorrow, one in Carlton and the other in Elsternwick so I'll be doing much fancy footwork with trains and trams. Then I want to go to gym and I have my last day of feeding the dog before my brother comes home and I don't want to be stuck in peak hour traffic driving across town to give a rottweiller his walkies and meaty chunks.

Could life just stop for a moment, please?