Last Day

reluctant to get out of bed this morning

but the cats fixed that

by running around like rum fuelled hoons

crashing and banging about the place

and getting into fights

drag racing eachother down the length of the living room

so I arrived at work early

tomorrow I intend to sleep in until at least ten

or if i can't sleep I shall read

either way

in bed till ten

one can get depressed when one is unemployed

i feel it behoves me to set myself some achieveable goals

to keep my spirits up

lol

P.S.  Civil Civic have released another couple of songs and I have it on good authority that Overdrive is great - I am hoping to find a computer with sound (or get mine working) tomorrow to get a listen to it myself :)

P.P.S.  Exploding Dog is just so awesome

Ugliest Bed EVA

lol - love the feet

Awesome!

Belatedly curious

Am re-reading Georgette Heyer books at the moment and realised I didn't actually know what a gig looks like, or a curricle or a phaeton, so spent some of yesterday looking at pictures.

Darned if I know how a lady would have gotten in and out of a high perch phaeton in those clothes.

And I perfectly understand why he would refuse a visit from his nephew to his deathbed if the nephew was wearing a sugarloaf hat.

Patting pockets absentmindedly

Triple J Dan Kelly Interview - popping this here to listen to later when I can access a computer that has sound.

(nice my arse - lets my drunken comments through on myspace - never answers my questions on his blog - lost weight whilst I gained - obviously devil incarnate)

And I'm getting a cold too *pout*

I am crap at commenting at the best of times.

Now is not the best of times.

I have comment block. 

It's quite frustrating.

Even though there are only a scant handful of blogs I actually comment on.

I blame it on not being able to listen to music on my headphones all day.  I was overflowing with chat when I had my headphones in my last job and since then *makes brrut noise with lips* nothing, nada, negator-ay.

What if people think I hate them because I am not commenting?

Or think that they bore me?

What if people are relieved I am not commenting?