*Quit trying to quit my "habits".  It never works out, so why let myself down.
*Stop trying to "cut down" on my "habits" for the same reason as above.
*Develope more "hobbies".
*Be nicer to people.
*Be brutally honest with myself.
*Take care of myself more.
*Go out more, because I have the money now.
*Learn to forget.
*Take more care of the people who take care of me.
*Stop starting fights for no reason.
*RELAX more.
*Actually do my tafe work throughout the year instead of the week before its all due.
*Work harder.

Lets see how we go.

Exibit A: Me at present:

Exhibit B:  A scientific explanation:

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Well I just spent an hour and a bit collecting hilarity for all of my -cough- devoted readers.  Full of amusement and embarrassing photos and laughs for all.

I went to post the damn thing and was diverted to my manage blog page instead.  IT IS ALL GONE!

NO AMUSEMENT FOR ANYONE!  I AM JUST ANGRY!  SO VERY ANGRY!

I have consumption.  I'm sure of it.

I am at dave's, sitting in his computer room wearing one sock.  I am only wewaring one sock because I lack the energy to get the other one on.  I just can't even contemplate bending down and folding it over my right foot right now.  And then if I did put my sock on, I'd have to put my shoes on, and that's far too much effort for me.  I'm recharging my batteries.

I am at Mum's place.

I have just enjoyed an ENTIRE week away from work for drinking, having fun purposes.  Much fun was had by all and from tonight on I've had to return to being a responsible member of the public on week nights.

Strangely I am not REALLY missing the interbutts.  I am, however, REALLY missing TV.  I have one, it just decides randomly to change the chanel and then refuses to listen when you press the buttons to change it back.  The bastard is out to get me.

I have to replace assorted bank, license related things tomorrow.  JOY!  In between TAFE classes.  But TAFE gave me a distinction because I'm good with clients and identifying scalp conditions so I can't hate them too much.

All is well and good and dandy.

I am reachable by phone (not that any of you ever call me).

Bye.

Everyone is out having a greatr time.

If I touch alcohol my antibiotics will make me spew until I am physically turned inside out.

I have watched The Wedding Singer, which was awesome because I forgot Billy Idol was in it and you'll bet my little face lit up when he came on screen.

I am now compiling an 80s mix CD for my moving thing tomorrow.  That's right, people that don't exist (but I like to believe exist and read my blog because it makes me feel important and loved), I am moving out tomorrow to a place in Glebe ALL ON MY OWN!

Dave and I turn 1 on Monday... not Dave and I as people individually, Dave and I as a collective person, as Pat likes to say, Daverin.  Or Erave... but that doesn't quite work... Daverin works much better.... I am pratteling on about nothing now.  ANYWAY!  A year ago Dave and I were wandering around like single losers wondering if we'd ever find anyone shit enough to love us back and then we found eachother and its like the ULTIMATE loser coupling.  Dave would not like me saying such things, as he thinks he's cool, but lets face facts here, he has been dating the likes of me for a year, there is something aNOT VERY COOL about that!

I'm going to fuck off now.

Seriously, this shit is fucked.  I'm wandering around in a daze, I'm not sure if I'm awake or asleep half the time.  I'm taken over by small waves od dizziness and everything feels so pleasent.  I feel as if I'm calmly drifting and floating through the day and hours have elapsed before I know a minute is gone.

I am so freaking sick.  This isn't normal behaviour.

I can't eat because my stomach is so sore.  But I tried and i was starving, bit after a few bites I'm full again.  I'm desperate for a cigarette but I left mine in mum's car and I wouldn't steal one from pat.  I haven't had a smoke in days, dunno how many?  Since i started feeling really gross.

I had a shower this morning, ended up having to sit down because the steam was making my head feel weird.  Washing my hair was far too much to cope with, as was drying it.  Arg I feel like a fat fluro yellow ball.

I move into Glebez on Sunday!